Gone, man. Gone.
We decided to hoof it out of town for Labor Day to visit my parents and one of my sisters. We felt somewhat guilty, yet also defiant, sneaking out of the house and heading towards relaxation. No "to do" lists. No schedules. It was bliss.
We were hoping the whole house did not crumble in our absence. It did not. Dave the Cat opted to stay home in the arms of Caitie, our compassionate neighbor, whom he adores.
My family is camera shy. So here we are sitting around playing cards, drinking wine and trading barbs with each other. We also started to talk politics...a topic you should never discuss with your family. Oh well.
My mom:
My sister and Aaron:
The dog:
Me:
My dad, who was in the middle of a political--um, "push back"--in a conversation we were having.
The great thing about my dad is his SENSE OF HUMOR. Did I say that already? Maybe I did.
Anyway...after pizza, the "Ice Cream Float" came around with Good Humor and HOW AWESOME IS THAT!!!?????!!!!
Actually, it was pretty darn awesome.
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No way!!! Where is this nirvana where the ice cream floats to your door? I can't even get the darned Good Humor truck to come down my street. :P
Posted by: Anonymous | September 7, 2004 1:05 PM
Oh, that was me, BTW.
Posted by: kitschywoman | September 7, 2004 1:06 PM
kitschy, you can borrow our ice cream man any time you want---every evening at 5, and again at 8, he parks on the corner, about a block from our house, and blares "home on the range" (just the chorus) in fake calliope style, over and over again, sometimes for as long as half an hour (though it seems like eternity...) and of course, we can't complain, because what kind of meanies complain about an ice cream truck?
Posted by: mary | September 8, 2004 8:24 AM
Hey K!
Nirvana is 500 miles of shoreline nestled in the Blue Ridge mountains in Virginia at Smith Mountain Lake. The Appalachian Trail runs relatively close by.
Coco would like everyone to know that the Our Dog Blue Riesling from Virginia's Chateau Morrisette (home to a few very nice Labs over the years) would be her favorite wine...if she were allowed to drink.
Posted by: jm | September 8, 2004 8:31 AM
OUR ice-cream man--although he sells soft-serve cones, which makes him almost godlike in my world--has what absolutely MUST be the most annoying music on any truck in the free world. Not only is it a music-box-y synthesized jingle, but at the very end is the coup de grace: an electronic Valley-Girl voice that says, after a brief pause, "HELLO??"--in that inflection peculiar to irritated seventh-grade cheerleaders.
Five minutes of that, and the voices in my head would be urging me on to kill.
Posted by: gladys | September 8, 2004 10:13 PM
We have the same "Hello?" music on a truck here! It mostly frequents my friends' neighborhood 2 miles away, but I've heard it in mine, too. Frozen lemonade (Del's, anyone?) is also quite popular in these parts, so those trucks roam the streets, too. My local trucks play "Mary had a little lamb" and "Long, long ago." I'm not sure of their connection with ice cream, but they were two of the first songs I learned to play on the viola in third grade - promting my dad to inquire if I also could learn to play "Far, far away." Funny man, that dad of mine. :)
Posted by: Kristen | September 9, 2004 9:58 AM
This is making me laugh so much! Our "Ice Cream Float" plays Music Box Dancer!!
At work, we are considering taking up a collectin for our neighborhood ice cream truck. On warm days, it circles the block over and over again. Our windows are open and so we get to hear "Farmer in the Dell" over and over and over and over (you get the picture). We thought we could purchase some different music...perhaps introduce a little variety. BEFORE.WE.GO.INSANE!
Posted by: jm | September 9, 2004 12:39 PM