Tonight, after dinner, I drove over to Kelly's house with her to collect a bag of wallpaper she'd stripped off her future bedroom walls as tomorrow is our trash day. She collected her mail. On the drive home, as we were cruising along South Maple Street I asked, "How about some soft serve tonight?" We've been in the midst of weeks of heat and humidity, have had ice cream at home, but nothing good was on sale this week. We've only been for soft serve once, in Easthampton at Tasty Top, the ice cream stand I grew up visiting with my family when we lived there, before moving to Westfield in 1973. Kelly replied, "We're thinking along the same lines again." Then it was a quick debate- Northside Creamery or Golf Acres? We chose Golf Acres because it's a little bit closer to home so we could get some soft serve in a cup home to John before it got too melty.
We were the only people there besides the girl manning the booth. She gave us our choices then said we could pick up he to-go cup when we were finished. We walked along the sidewalk past the mini golf course. Kelly had recently played the course with Galen. Although it was a mild 80 degrees this evening, no a soul was around. Would have been a god night for mini golf, the driving range, the go-carts or the batting cages. Ghost town!
We headed home and delivered soft serve to John. Kelly was excited about a 10% off Home Depot coupon she got at her house to welcome her to the neighborhood.What she's planning on purchasing? A weed whacker!
I have about 25 pages to edit in The Worth of a Woman tonight...heading off to get that done before bedtime. If I self publish this book it will just quietly appear on Amazon...no fanfare. It might be too raw for my usual readers...I have to think about this some more. It is not my typical book.
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