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Would I Eat Ice Cream in a Blizzard? Probably.
It’s really a problem how much I enjoy ice cream. Some people have alcohol as their vice, others cigarettes. For me, it’s sweets. Anything sweet, I want it.
It’s really a problem how much I enjoy ice cream. Some people have alcohol as their vice, others cigarettes. For me, it’s sweets. Anything sweet, I want it.
So there I was, enjoying a nice afternoon walk on a warmer than average fall day, on my way to check in on Milo the Bookstore Cat, when, much to my surprise, I am greeted by the early stages of the Cathedral Square Christmas Tree. The leaves on the trees have only barely started to fall, and yet, the Christmas season is apparently already beginning.
On Sunday, Annah and I met up with her Mom and her Aunt and did what all cool and hip Millennials do: we went to an antique shop. Well, we went to both a flea market AND an antique shop, because we’re wild and can’t be tamed.