Last Sunday after visiting my four month old friend Charlotte, I headed to the dairy queen and bought a large caramel Sundae with spanish peanuts. I was just so excited to go home with it. Once lately I went in to the rink and my friend John Rossong had just got himself a pepsi and rink fries. He was so happy. He saw Robert and I and put his fries on the outside of the boards to wave us over and have a fry. All of a sudden a hockey player hit the boards and his fries spilled. His face fell, no one scored and the fries were all over the floor.
On my way home with the sundae I felt almost protective, thinking, what if I am like John of the fries and slip on the ice and spill my sundae before I get it home. I coddled it, nested it in the cup holder and drove slowly.I felt very protective of it. Then I savoured it. My daughter was home. I offered her half but she was eating popcorn so I had the whole big thing to myself. I had the whole big thing to myself…hear me singing now.
I came in the door to see my new plant that was donated by Buds to Blossoms at a benefit held for a community member this weekend. It is all succulents ( kinda like my sundae…it was succulent).
And then I went upstairs and hooked an owl….woot woot….
A Sundae Sunday ….what a hoot