Everyone has their thing ... I guess mine is ice cream. Not sweets, I am not into chocolate, cookies or cakes, but give me quality ice cream and I am in heaven!
Every week there is a shop in our town that serves $1 cones on Wednesday nights. Families head over after dinner before homework is finished at sit outside and enjoy a cone. The older generation get a cone and share it. The young kids in love lick off each other's cones, and the feisty ones try and put a dab on their friends noses. Our group goes to the shop in several cars, because there are too many of us for one or two cars. We go to the drive up, get our cones, sit in the parking lot with our windows open talking from car to car.
The real question I want answered is ... What does it say when a group of adults can go to a local ice cream shop and the lady working the window knows your order? Are you just creatures of habit or do you go there too often?
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