Wow, it's been a long time since I have updated, so where
should I start? Well the wedding was a lot of fun, but it re-iterated the
number one reason why I hate wireless products THEY ARE UNRELIABLE!!!! I felt bad even though there was nothing
that I could do. The ceremony was
absolutely beautiful and well the reception was extremely nice. I met a lot of people from Israel
this weekend and made many new friends. Getting home at 3:30 am wasn't fun, but hey friends only get married once.
I have a weird bruise on my arm and the funny thing is I don’t
know where it came from. It started off
small and yesterday it got bigger and swelled up. It actually looks like I got beat with a
hammer.
Yesterday was just one of those days I strolled down memory
lane. I was sitting in my house relaxing
after a busy weekend and it was around 6pm
when I began to hear the all too familiar sound of the ice cream man’s truck. I immediately drifted into a daze as I began
to remember running around outside as a kid on a hot summer day. I could almost smell the fresh cut grass and
feel the sweat dripping off my brow, and then you hear the heavenly musical
melody ringing out from the ice cream truck as it strolled down the long
street. I remember racing inside the house, searching
frantically for my money I had set aside for this very event. Quickly, I rushed out the front door only to
find a long line between me and my heavenly delight. Then I was back in reality and the all to
familiar sound had vanished. Then my
friend Bryan came over. As we sat and
waited for another friend to arrive, we heard the all too familiar sound once
again, but we both sat there debating whether or not we should go out there. Not even 30 minutes later the same familiar
music began echoing down the street as he passed by the house. This time I jumped up and ran outside like a
little kid. It was funny because he
stopped at the corner because my neighbors across the street had the same
idea. After the third time driving
through I was like what the heck, might as well get something. Looking at all the choices made me once again
fade away into the past as I reminisced of my childhood years except the prices
were a lot cheaper. I ended getting a
bomb pop which was much smaller than they used to be and much more
expensive. Go figure that one out.
Sorry Doug for putting you on hold while I
enjoyed myself to an ice cream.
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