Wednesday, June 22, 2011

To my friends

Be mindful that happiness isn't based on possessions, power, or prestige, but on relationships with people we like and respect.

Remember that while money talks,

CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM SINGS!
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10 comments:

kkdither said...

I'm more a vanilla kind of girl. Throw on some strawberries and I'm good to go... ;>

June 22, 2011 at 11:37 AM
Sassa said...

In the store there is a saying...Money can't buy happiness but it can buy marshmellows which are kinda the same thing.

June 22, 2011 at 1:28 PM
OrbsCorbs said...

Ice cream may sing, but it also clings, to your belly and thighs.

June 22, 2011 at 4:31 PM
kkdither said...

I prefer this poem:

Ice cream is sweet
It's a very neat treat;
It won't make you fat
And that is that.

So there, Orbs. You kill joy! ;>

June 22, 2011 at 4:36 PM
OrbsCorbs said...

Tell it to my belly.

June 22, 2011 at 4:41 PM
OKIE said...

It's 101 here and ice cream sure sounds good.

June 22, 2011 at 6:23 PM
Huck Finn said...

B&J's Double fudge brownie, Baskins German chocolate cake. Ice cream needs to be decadent. If it's so good it feels like a sin, then it is a true ice cream worthy of broadening my waist.

June 22, 2011 at 6:51 PM
drewzepmeister said...

If wasn't so sick, I'd go for a hot fudge sundae at Skoop's.

June 22, 2011 at 9:07 PM
SER said...

An old saying,

I scream you sceam we all scream for ice cream...

June 23, 2011 at 12:52 AM
OrbsCorbs said...

I grew up a block from a Baskin-Robbins. I remember the best chocolate (made with vanilla ice cream) milkshakes there. I had a lot of good times at that store. Whenever dad got a hankering for ice cream, I was always more than willing to sprint up the block, because that meant I would get some, too.

There was a DeRango's a couple blocks further up, and North Beach a block in the opposite direction. That was a great neighborhood to grow up in.

June 23, 2011 at 2:12 AM

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