I really want to say that my weekend was pure bliss. And I would
. . . were it not for two reasons 1. The weather 2. A very stubborn grouchy Bosco.
Remember the shoe find I mentioned earlier. Well, it would be nice if I could actually wear them without the fear of my little piggies being frozen off from the freshly fallen snow.
Sonic. I’m in. Cherry slush puppie. For sure. Grape snow cone from a local sporting event. Totally. Strawberry daiquiri shaved ice from Snowie. Um, of course. Homemade pink lemonade slurry. You better believe it. Somebody stop me!
Well, back to our trip to Target. As I said before, I suddenly had slushies on the mind. Then I wondered when those Snowie shacks would be out on street corners to tempt me. And I kid you not (the Husband can testify), not a minute later I saw it. A Snowie establishment open for business, with people waiting in line. And some of those people were wearing shorts. All whilst the snow from last night’s storm still lingered on the nearby rooftops. Ok, I’m not that crazy. It was freezing outside. I didn’t stop to get one. But I swear I have a telepathic connection to all things related to flavored ice. Serendipity. I am so ready for you now summertime. I’ve got the shoes, and I’ve got my brain slushified.
birthday bike. We really should have just nixed the whole gift giving idea since Bosco was being such a beast of burden. But I can’t be too hard on the dear boy. If someone just came along and removed all the merchandise I had put into my cart, and then told me I was banished to the paper towel/toilet paper aisle, I would be pretty peeved too.
Onto better things. Forecast is sunny, and slightly warmer, and I have a train birthday cake to make.