We All Scream

…for ICE CREAM!!!

And, after one of our last swims of the summer, I dished it up super-special-like…

The cutest little mini ice cream cones (left over from our lemonade stand) were dipped in melted chocolate, rolled in sprinkles, topped with homemade (hence the runniness) vanilla ice cream and decorated with a pink jelly bean on top.

These three loons thought they’d hit the jackpot.

Speaking of screaming, I am having a hissy fit over missing this fab Fashion’s Night Out fete at The Paris Market.  The Papillote macaroons would have been the icing on an always fab cake.  Darned this school schedule that keeps me away from the Motherland.

And the last reason I’m screaming today is that I purchased new deodorant that makes me sweat.  Hello, that’s why I wear deodorant.  To not sweat. (I apologize in advance for the over-share.)

xoxo

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