Good Morning!
Today’s photos are from Cheryl.
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On this day in 1376 the legend of the Pied Piper of Hamelin leading rats out of town is said to have occurred on this date.
In 1587 a second English colony was established on Roanoke Island off North Carolina. The first colony vanished under mysterious circumstances.
In 1943 American forces led by General George S. Patton captured Palermo, Sicily.
And in 1975 Confederate General Robert E. Lee had his U.S. citizenship restored by the U.S. Congress.
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Quote of the Day
“Something is wrong with America. I wonder sometimes what people are thinking about or if they’re thinking at all.”
Bob Dole
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Today is Bobby Sherman’s birthday.
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Wandering Views 
People are crazy and they get crazier every day–Kim
The longer you deal with the public the crazier people get-Kim
Yesterday was a long, tough day. I said not too long ago that I couldn’t remember the last time I had ice cream. Now I can say the last time I had ice cream was last night. Pistachio. Yum.
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A good first day of school. I was able to judge the needs of the class and change my plans by what I saw they needed. They seem so young. Some had just come back from furlough and were so excited to see each other. This is not a quiet class. But tonight on Facebook I saw a couple of moms had posted pictures of their kids going to school and mentioned that they were praying for the teachers. Blessed.
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Jo is it still true that every other class is calm and then rotates back to more active.
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I have no idea.
So nice that we had one day of school and tomorrow is a holiday.
Remembrance Day
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Sweet dreams Jo.
I hope Jo understands that question. ?????????
Buenas dias senore, Senora
Karen, isn’t Lee supposed to settle in the route today?
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Wow! nice butterfies to start the day. I almost ran into a dark swallowtail butterfly yesterday. Glad it escaped the car. Not a very even match between a car and butterfly, but the ability to fly gave a slight advantage.
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Jo, when I was teaching at the preschool level, the children usually had about two weeks of good behavior while figuring out the teacher, and then they let loose and tested the limit. Have you experienced that?
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No, most kinder kids want to please the teacher and I notice the good behavior and form a relationship. Somehow it works. I don’t use praise, I simply notice them verbally, what they are doing, wearing, their hard work, etc.
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That sounds wonderful, Jo. It is the age difference, too. The younger ones have a more difficult time holding in their impulses.
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Ah, quite a few of my butterfly photos today. First off, nearly all of those were taken in a butterfly garden, and one that was set up to be pretty perfect for photographers. (It wasn’t too dark and there weren’t thousands of places for the butterflies to hide.) The sheets they handed out listing “this week’s butterflies” weren’t 100% accurate, but here’s what I know:
The big photo on top shows two paper kites and one leopard lacewing. The l.l. is a small but truly gorgeous creature; I got a photo of it years ago at a butterfly garden in Chicago, but the photo was blurred (film camera) and I was disappointed, so I was happy to see it again. I also got a bunch of photos of two leopard lacewings; the male wanted to mate and the female said no (by lifting her abdomen, which means she had already mated or she wasn’t ready to mate); he was quite persistent, so I got quite a few photos of them, but ultimately he had to fly away.
Top row: two photos of the blue clipper. I had to narrow down which ones I sent to AJ, since I got multiple great photos of this species. The exhibit also had brown clippers. The one on the right is on my husband’s hat. My husband is 6’3″ and multiple butterflies landed on that hat; one of them stayed on it for 15-20 minutes, probably enjoying the chance to be out of the reach of the children without having to cling to the netting that made the wall. The one on the hat, you can see the butterfly’s rolled-up proboscis (tongue). I zoomed in to get that guy’s photo because he looked so cocky sitting up there.
Middle row, left, is a red admiral (at right is another leopard lacewing). The admiral is the only one of these taken “in the wild,” on thistles down the street from our house. Red admirals hibernate as adults, so they are one of the first species out in the spring. This year we have an abundance of them. One day early in spring we had at least a dozen flitting around our backyard, these thistles had several, and a few days ago we had as many as three or four at a time on our coneflowers. So overall they have given me some great chances to take photos, and this one shows the butterfly the best of all the ones I’ve taken of the species. (When they have their wings folded they aren’t nearly as pretty.)
Finally, the bottom row, left, is a great egg-fly. I also got a nice photo of that one on my husband’s hat. Right I don’t know. If it’s on the sheet they gave us, it’s the great mormon, but it isn’t a very good match for that one as I can see (and I also googled the species), so I suspect it isn’t on the sheet. (Others I saw definitely weren’t on the sheet, and there are a couple on the sheet I definitely didn’t see, so the list wasn’t 100% accurate.) I thought the photo of the butterfly looking for his picture, too close to the person holding the sheet for that person to use her camera, was funny.
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I thought the first photo was a painting or drawing, wow, what terrific skills you have, Cheryl!
(Like that, Jo? Just trying to set her up for future success ) 🙂
Alas, I think I’ve seen more butterflies today on this page than I have seen in the “wild” lately. We do have a flourishing butterfly bush and a fountain to help.
I can’t stay away from ice cream either, which is why it is seldom in my house. 😦
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Yes, we all need to pray for teachers, especially for which ever teachers get the Kid this year. 🙂
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And whichever teachers get my three.
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Butterflies! Cheryl’s butterfly book has a place on my new/old bookcase 🙂
So I’m midway into the stay-cation, today I’m headed into the San Fernando Valley to spend the day & evening with my former roommate. Friday it’s lunch & a movie (“Love and Mercy” if we can still find it playing anywhere) with my cousin.
Saturday I may need to head back to Hollywood as the lamp we got at Walmart for Carol’s room has an ill-fitting shade and has to be exchanged.
It amused/irked me recently to see a FB thread from friends railing on Walmart, saying they’d gone there — just to “see what it was like” — and were righteously horrified. And, they added, it’s non-union to boot. Gasp.
Walmart and Dollar Tree are needed stops for Carol — and I’m sure many, many other people — every month. Some folks simply don’t have the liberal luxury of going to higher priced, more politically correct stores.
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Re ice cream: growing up in Phoenix without air conditioning, ice cream, watermelon, etc. were important parts of summer, not really luxury items anymore than playing in the sprinkler or the wading pool were luxuries.
We always had multiple containers of ice cream in the freezer, many different varieties. After supper we kids knew not to say anything, because if we asked, “What’s for dessert?” Mom might say, “There isn’t any.” But if Dad asked, “Dessert?” (which he did, dependably), Mom would either say, “I made some pudding” or “There’s always ice cream” and out would come the last of yesterday’s half gallon, and maybe the first of another one. That was before the days of moose tracks or triple chocolate or anything like that, but we had chocolate, if one brother was home we had vanilla, we had checkerboard, neapolitan, mint chocolate chip, chocolate chip, various sherbets, rocky road, pistachio, peach (I didn’t like it much then), we tried spumoni once but none of us liked it, and I’m sure there were others. But we had a freezer in the store shed and it always had ice cream in a rainbow of flavors, which we’d bring into the inside freezer a couple cartons at a time.
And then a few times a summer one of our parents would suggest a trip to Dairy Queen, and we’d pile in the car and go. We could get an ice cream cone, and we’d always ask if we could get it dipped this time, and Mom would ponder and usually say no, but that made it all the more special when she said yes. And once in a really great while we could get a sundae or something else; my brother and sister would get the peanut buster parfait (I don’t think I’ve ever had one), but if I recall correctly I’d get a sundae or split a banana split with Mom.
And for many years, more than a decade, I avoided dairy completely since I developed an allergy (now I eat it in the summer only). When I returned to ice cream, I was delighted by all the new varieties that had been invented in my absence, definitely including moose tracks. Though rocky road is still a favorite, and nothing beats a good peanut butter and chocolate. Raspberry sorbet is wonderful, too.
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chocolate chip! Or neapolitan 🙂
I have vanilla in the freezer, but it’s been there for a month now unopened. It helps that it’s hidden underneath bags of frozen fruit. 🙂
I shared this with a few of you on FB, too (originally shared by my pastor). Interesting interview with a descendant of Darwin (and John Maynard Keynes) who now is a Catholic apologist. I thought her comments about the “new” atheism were on target.
http://m.ncregister.com/daily-news/if-only-charles-darwin-could-see-his-descendant-now/#.Va_ORmCQk23
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When asked if, partly, she found the anger of the new atheists off-putting, Keynes concurs, saying, “One of the things that made me wary of ‘new atheism’ was the strange mix of angry emotion I encountered there: anger at the thought of God; anger at any restrictions on behavior; anger at thwarted will; pride in the exertion of will; pride in feeling intellectually superior; contempt for anyone who reveals human vulnerability in asking for the grace of God. It’s important to remember that where there’s anger, there’s often pain. I see a lot of pain there. I think it stems from clinging to the idea that we’re in control, that we have autonomy.
“All we can do is be sensitive to the anger and note that it’s odd for people who value reason so highly to make such large concessions to emotion,” she continues. “I gather that there are now some new ‘new atheists’ (for want of a better phrase) who’ve spotted the contradiction and realized that it puts people off and doesn’t do their cause any favors, and they might be the ones to take a little more seriously than Dawkins and company who are, by and large, preaching to the converted.”
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In the summer, orange sherbet with vanilla ice cream swirls is a favorite.
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Wow, insightful comment!
Moose tracks IS my favorite, too. Which is why it is seldom here . . . thought we mixed it with cookies and cream on Sunday and savored it all!
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when I was a kid, there was a flavor called fudge ripple, I think. Moose tracks is probably the closest to that (simpler) concoction. I don’t like a lot of “stuff” in my ice cream. 🙂
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I can’t stay away from ice cream either, which is why we have it in the freezer. Moose tracks or rocky road are my favorites.
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Yep, fudge ripple was another good one. Me, I like the “stuff” in it. Turkey Hill now has a flavor that is out for only a month or two in the summer, dark chocolate, and my husband thinks he played a role in their developing it. (He suggested it several years ago, and they sent him some coupons for free ice cream.) My husband likes it so well that we got a total of 13 cartons of it the first summer they had it. (Since it was a “limited edition,” we didn’t know if they would make it again. Now we see that they come out with it each summer, so we get about half that.) Well, I like it well enough, but probably not as well as moose tracks or chocolate with peanut butter if it’s a good brand. (We do have one that isn’t very good at that flavor. My husband had complained before we married that he once got that kind for his younger daughter and then she ate very little of it. Well, I bought a carton and made myself eat several bowls over it over several weeks, and finally just told my husband the problem is the brand, that’s why she didn’t eat it all.) Well, a few times I have taken a bowl of that dark chocolate ice cream, cut up marshmallows, chunked up almonds, and mixed it up and had dark chocolate rocky road. Now, that is really scrumptious!
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Drumsticks are also an excellent way to eat ice cream. My husband really likes ice cream sandwiches, but to me they’re OK but not great. But a drumstick is really special, all the way down to it being served in a sugar cone (my favorite).
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Oh yeah, and pecan praline–it wasn’t one of my favorites, but my dad liked it a lot.
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Remember the ice cream containers that were a rectangular brick, and you could open up the sides and slice the ice cream? When we got those boxes, after we finished it the cocker could lick the carton. Only she always got it on her paws and on her long silky ears, so I’d have to take a cloth moistened with warm water and wipe her sticky parts. She didn’t like that nearly as much as she liked eating the ice cream.
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This is really a praise, but I thought I’d post it here so that everyone will see it. My mother went to see the surgeon yesterday to get the results of the biopsy and find out what surgery was needed next on the kidney tumour. It turns out that the tumour is benign (not cancerous). My mother said that the surgeon said a benign kidney tumour is extremely rare. So she does not have to have it removed and they will just keep an eye on it.
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Oh, yeah, drumsticks. 🙂 🙂 they also sell the mini ones, which are great if you can eat just one. 🙂
And I mostly like the drumsticks without the nuts — the plain chocolate dip.
As I said, I’m a purist, no extra “stuff” for me. Even with chocolate chip ice cream, I prefer the tiny chips, not those big chunks some brands put in now.
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Wow, great news roscuro!
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When I was a kid, getting ice cream was a real treat. We didn’t get it that often.
There is some in our refrigerator now.
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Lovely pictures, Cheryl.
Ice Cream: The conversation reminded me of my trip to play at the wedding in Northern Ontario. It was very hot, and between the wedding and reception, my travel companions and I decided to find some ice cream. We found a little place that made its own cones and mixed – on a cooled marble slab – your choice of ice cream flavours I got a mixture of vanilla and maple ice cream with chocolate chips in a cone dipped in dark chocolate. It was delicious. I have now accomplished the two activities that I try to do at least once each summer:
1. Go swimming
2. Eat an ice cream cone
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Interesting, the sound is muted on my TV and there was a commercial on just now that had to make me laugh (because it looked like it was SO politically correct) — seemed to feature a gay couple with a baby (with adoring family members surrounding and congratulating them).
In the next scene, they (or maybe it was someone else) appeared to be traveling abroad and were smiling, exchanging meaningful, liberal “we are the world” glances and nods with Muslims in a mosque.
Of course, the sound was off so I may have misinterpreted some of that … 🙂 But probably not.
Political lecture via commercial. One thing about advertisers, they figure out pretty quickly how to get on what’s now called “the right side of history.” $$$
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Same here, ice cream was a rare treat. And still is around here. We have some ice cream sandwiches in the freezer, for special times. We also make ice cream once in a while. I like vanilla with rhubarb topping.
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This morning I came on here to tell you about our backyard-wildlife channel (our back window views) and got distracted since the butterfly pix were up.
Well, yesterday they harvested the wheat in the back, which I’d been hoping they’d so soon. See, when they plant corn back there, it doesn’t get harvested till fall, and so we don’t get to see any fawns that might go through the field until they’re half-grown and losing their spots. But I knew the wheat would come down sooner, and when they harvested some near us a week or so ago, I knew it would be soon. They got it yesterday. Well, the night before that, I saw a doe and fawn just a little ways down the street, so I knew that at least one of the does that goes across our field had her fawn “up” (no longer hidden like they are when they’re too little to keep up with their mothers).
So . . . last night a doe came into the harvested field and seemed a bit uneasy. But half an hour or so later, out came two does and two fawns. One doe lay down almost immediately, apparently chewing her cud; the other one and the fawns wandered across the field, and gave me several minutes to watch them.
This morning when I got up, my husband told me that turkeys and their poults were in that back field. Well, they largely hung out in the tall grass at the edge, so I didn’t see fully how many there were, but at least two hens and at least a dozen half-grown poults (not tiny little ones). The best part? After a while a red-tailed hawk flew over, rather low over them obviously looking for a meal, and they all panicked. Now, I’m pretty sure they are too big for a redtail, but they all ran out into the field. (I wondered why, at first–it seemed like moving away would have made more sense . . . but then I realized that coming this way might mean being cornered against the fence, and they wanted room to run.) The hens ran at the hawk, the hawk left, and the poults gathered in a tight little circle. And then, after the danger was over, one poult flew out of the bush where apparently it had hidden, and rejoined its siblings and pals. I had read that turkeys can fly when they’re still pretty young, but you rarely even see an adult fly, so that was kind of cool to see a half-size youngster do so. For a while after the red-tailed hawk flew off, the families of turkeys stayed in at least three tight little clumps. I’m guessing it’s hard to pick out just one bird from a tight mass of them, and they might also look bigger if eight four-pound birds all push together to look like one. I wish I’d gotten photos of the hawk coming in, but at first I thought it was just a vulture flying over. By the time I saw the real action, I was watching it and not trying to film it. (It was too far away to get really good photos, anyway.)
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Sixteen year old is harvesting wheat today. That means we will need to be more vigilant for rattlesnakes. I have already seen three snakes in the past twenty four hours, so they are moving. Not rattlers though so they are still alive.
Adult turkeys can fly. We had them roosting in our trees last fall (the wild ones) and they flew at least three hundred yards from the tree tops to the field outside of the deer fence.
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Cheryl’s story about the dog and ice cream sparked a memory of when my mom and I used to take our 2 terriers out for a special treat (this was right after my dad had died, I was still living at home but had started classes at the community college and was working part-time, nights and weekends, at Sears).
I can’t remember what drive-through it was, but it was somewhere that sold ice cream cones and we’d buy a vanilla cone for the dogs to share in the car, Crazy. 🙂 Sweet memory though. we were coming out of what had been a very tough several roller-coaster years dealing with my dad’s cancer. So those silly, sweet moments & new little ‘routines,’ as I think about it now, were probably all part of our slow healing process.
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This is just depressing. 😦
But at the same time I’m thankful for men like these. Not everyone has what it takes to do what they appear to have done. Well done Marines.
http://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/marines-braved-gunfire-to-save-comrades-in-chattanooga/ar-AAdl7jC?ocid=U142DHP
“A top military general said on Wednesday that Marines that had recently returned from a training mission braved gunfire to save their comrades during a attack last week in Chattanooga, Tenn.
“The legacy that day is one of valor,” Major Gen. Paul Brier, commander of the 4th Marine Division. “I can tell you that our Marines reacted the way you would expect. Some willingly ran back into the fight.””
I can’t help but think some may have survived, had these Marines been armed, although one report says they recovered a handgun of one Marine at the scene, presumed to have been retrieved from a nearby vehicle.
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Vanilla. Plain ol’ vanilla…. 🙂
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Cheryl, absolutely gorgeous pictures today. I regularly share your pictures and the descriptions you write about them with my children. Sixth Arrow especially loves butterfly pics.
Roscuro, thanks for sharing that wonderful news about your mom. What a relief! Praising God with you.
Ice cream: my dad is probably the biggest ice cream lover in the world, so it was never rare at home for me growing up. 🙂 I miss drumsticks, now that the discussion here reminded me of them — I had to give them up when I gave up gluten. I should check to see if anyone makes gluten-free drumsticks, though. Seems like there’s a GF variety for every type of ordinarily gluten-filled food one can think of these days.
In other news, yesterday Jo got comment number 1949 in the secret room, the same year she was born. And now we are on the verge of 1957.
hint hint to the appropriate people 😉
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Mumsee, definitely adult turkeys can fly, and they can fly well. They roost in trees and not on the ground. But you’re much more likely to see them running or walking than flying.
Donna, my husband tells how he and his family would go to one of those places that brings food out to the car (we didn’t have them in Arizona . . . no one would willingly sit in a hot car to eat instead of going inside), and they had some float concoction called the little arf or something like that. (It wasn’t that, but I think it had “arf” in the name.) They’d get one of those for their terrier. (And, yes, give the glass back to be washed and reused.) When Taco Bell had their commercials with the chihuahua with the Spanish accent, my mom would take her cute little chihuahua through the Taco Bell drive-through, and employees would call each other to the window to come see her. I think Mom would get her a taco, which wasn’t a good idea. (The dog ended up weighing a couple of extra pounds, which is a lot when you start out at five pounds.) I told Mom she never spoiled us the way she spoiled that dog, and she told me that it wasn’t a character issue for the dog to be spoiled.
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Mumsee and Peter, I’m using control and not posting over there. But I can’t make that promise for everyone (or promise it myself, forever), so if you want 1957 you’d better go claim it. Right now it’s only open to the geezers, I mean . . . only you guys.
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Access to Internet has been awful lately…catching up on posts! Lovely bookcase Donna! I was tempted to purchase one just lIke it at a shoppe in Silverton a couple weeks ago…..
The butterflies are beautiful!!!
We have no ice cream in the freezer since Blue Bell ended production. Our favorite was “three kind”…..neopolitan 🙂
When we were kids the Mr. Softee truck would drive through the neighborhood and we would go running with our quarter to purchase our soft serve cone…..what a treat!!
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Someone can post 1953, Geezer Year, in my honor:-)
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Wait, Blue Bell ended production? I’ve hardly ever had their ice cream, but I liked it, and I think they were one of the few still doing a half gallon instead of that 1.5 quart nonsense.
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Janice, they’re past 1953 and ready for 1957.
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I did at 9:59 this morning, Janice. 😉
And Chas could legitimately grab 1957, since that was the year he and Elvera were married. 🙂
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I try to not buy boxes of ice cream except for when son is home, and then it is mainly vanilla (prefer vanilla bean). It’s not lack of love, but we don’t need the extra calories. I do buy ice cream sandwiches sometimes. I got enamored of them one summer as a treat after swimming. These days i get a kid’s size ice cream at Chick-fil-A or a chocolate Frosty at Wendy’s for my treat, occasionally. Once or twice in the summer we get Breuster coupons and get fancy cones then. And the ladies I go to conferences with always like to stop for mounds of ice cream flavors on the way home.
As a child we had Neapolitan, vanilla, fudge ripple, cherry vanilla, and sometimes the kind with crunched up peppermint sticks. Also we had lime sherbert. My brother was allowed to eat a little ice cream even though he had diabetes. I don’t think he ever ate any other sweets.
We had a Dairy Queen almost a mile from home that we, as children, occasionally walked to for the dipped cones. Most summers we had occasions to have fresh churned ice cream, mostly vanilla and peach. It was wonderful as long as none of the rock salt accidentally fell in the cannister.
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Donna, I have seen that commercial. It is something about traveling and when you see the two men with the baby it says “for the trip you thought you would never take”.
I really started something this morning didn’t I. We went to Dragon Fly Cafe last night for $2 Taco night. Last night was chicken with coconut aioli and jalapenos with some sort of frou frou salsa. Across the street is Mr. Gene’s Beans–a little coffee shop/ice cream place and Mr. P thinks he needs to go there for ice cream. Usually I get a cup of decaf coffee but they didn’t have any last night. I saw the pistachio ice cream and asked to taste it. You know, on the little spoonish looking thing. It was good so I got a kid’s cup and made Mr. P walk around the block so I wouldn’t feel guilty eating it.
When I was a child there was a Baskin and Robbins just down the street. Sunday afternoons we got banana splits. They were in round containers. If we got them from Olde Dutch Ice Cream (owned by my second grade teacher) they came in little boats that you could play with in the bath tub. I only got to do that if I wasn’t at home. My mother didn’t allow me to bathe, I could only shower. She was afraid I would drown in the tub. I was convinced that the devil lived behind one of the tiles in the shower. Those of you who are old enough will appreciate that the bathroom was lavender tile. So ends the rambling…..
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at grandsons very last little league game I got an ice cream sandwich in honor of the many I ate as a child. Yummy, and it was half price as it was the last game.
Sadly, no real ice cream here except for magnum bars
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Donna I saw that commercial this AM….I think it was an Expedia commercial….ugh
Blue Bell is promising to come back…I believe they are testing their equipment in the Alabama plant….if all goes well, they will test all plants and hopefully have ice cream in production soon….probably when the snow is falling around here! In the meantime, I do purchase drumsticks from time to time….with peanuts on top of the dipped chocolate 🙂
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I really gotta find some gluten-free drumsticks soon… 😉
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No moose tracks for me. Turtle tracks all the way. I do like the black raspberry with chocolate chunks and fudge.
I made a watermelon sorbet recently, but haven’t eaten a lot, since I have the other ice creams here. It is good, however.
My daughter always recalls when she was at her grandparent’s house and someone from a food truck company stopped by. My mother hollered to my dad that they did not need any ice cream. My dad told her ok and then quietly told the salesman to bring him a certain flavor of ice cream. It was squirreled away in the freezer with my mom (supposedly) none the wiser. My dad loved his sweets and ice cream was right up there as a favorite. My mom was not a big sweet eater and did not believe in any snacks between meals. She has a chocolate stash, however. 🙂
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Tiger, tiger is the best ice cream ever with homemade cones at Olaf’s in Waskesiu Lake, SK.!
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When you say “thank you” to a young waitress, they don’t say “You’re welcome.” They say, “no problem.”
They used to have drive in restaurants where young girls (always pretty young girls, they get tips) would take your order and bring food.
I have never eaten in a car. Never.
Elvera never thought abut that until we were already married. She said that when a guy took her out, they always went to a movie and to a drive in for something to eat, and then home.
I took Elvera to see “the Sound of Music” in 1967. (or thereabouts).
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“Sadly, no real ice cream here except for magnum bars.” There are worse problems to have than only having magnum bars. 🙂
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More on the story I posted above.
” Marines and sailors risked their lives for one another in Chattanooga last week, trying to distract the gunman who assaulted a naval center, helping people scale a fence for safety and returning fire at the attacker, law enforcement officials said Wednesday.
Some of the five servicemen who were fatally wounded effectively sacrificed themselves during the assault on Thursday, diverting the gunman from a larger group of potential victims, according to a law enforcement official briefed on the investigation into the killings.
“This could have been a lot worse,” said the official, who did not want to be identified because he was not authorized to discuss the investigation. “It could have been a horrible, horrible massacre — so much worse.””
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Never eaten in a car, chas? it’s a regular part of the lifestyle in California. As you can see, even our dogs eat in our cars. We love our cars. We were born to ride.
Long day at my friend’s — ending with seeing her some 3,000 Bahama Islands vacation photos on her phone. 🙂 There were also photos of New Orleans where they spent a few days on the way home. We were laughing at one point at all the ‘selfies’ my friend had taken of herself with various backgrounds, one after the other sometimes. Funny.
Always good to touch base with her, we go way back. But I’m beat, got home after midnight after an hour’s drive home. Trying to arrange a lunch meet-up tomorrow with a friend from church.
Meanwhile, you all have left me with a craving for ice cream …
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Once again, the ladies left it open…
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¡Cincuenta y siete! (But I missed 1957 in the secret room “by that much.”)
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