Lessons in Ice Cream
September 17th, 2009
On a particularly warm summer day when I was little, my grandfather surprised me and took a detour to the local ice cream parlor. There’s really nothing better you can offer a five-year old and I promptly skipped out of the shop with a huge vanilla cone and an even bigger grin. Seconds later, after a particularly enthusiastic lick, my frozen treat was splayed across the sidewalk and I was left inconsolable.
Yesterday kind of felt like that one moment was on a repeat cycle and I just couldn’t shake the feeling. I had to remind myself that my grandfather walked me right back into the shop and got me another cone. This time, with sprinkles.
Here’s looking to a brighter day today.
*image via flickr
Such a cute and beautifly written post!
that is a sweet story. hate those days but always good to have a good outlook for the next day!
This is really sweet.
-meream
Oh,you made me smile!
Love your blog,you deserve the brightest day
This is a wonderful lesson… and a cute little story. I think we all need to look for the uplifting lessons for life in the little things.
Grandfathers are so great. I hope the past couple days have gone much better! -Natalie from Shop It To Me
This is going to sound SO random….I was just looking through the street style part of style.com and was wondering…is this you?? Don’t think I’m bizarre! I just have seen so many pics of you this year on C&C that it reminded me of you and I know you went to NYFW!
http://www.style.com/trendsshopping/stylenotes/Spring_2010_RTW_Street_Style/
I love this post, such a great story/reminder. And what a great memory for you to have of your grandfather!
x, ash
ice cream is the best….
you can never forget the feeling of dropping an icecream before you’ve even begun to enjoy it!