Ice Cream Mornings

Ice Cream Mornings

“Being married means I can break wind and eat ice cream in bed.”

Brad Pitt

Ice Cream Mornings…a spoonful or two before anyone else in the house is awake. 

Nothing better than watching a morning show eat right expert ramble while mixing chocolate syrup and coffee ice cream in the original container and savoring that delight while the expert is pushing the value of beginning every day with…prunes. 

Ice Cream Mornings is all about NO PRUNES. 

Ice Cream Mornings is all about a spoonful of childhood when you are 74. 

Ice Cream Mornings is all about an old man playing catch with a young dog. 

It is about 60’s rock records on the turntable, about peeing with the bathroom door open before anyone comes downstairs, about a before morning coffee dance in the living room with your wife of 51 years. 

It is about reading notes on the refrigerator from the grandkids to Ga Ga or Pa Pa and not missing being a working stiff anymore. 

It is no morning paper, it is no morning drive time gibberish, it is TV housewives wearing to much makeup and not enough clothes on the gossip and lies channel. 

Ice Cream Mornings is about what once was and what next will be. 

Ice Cream Mornings is about flat out indulgence in the present and not the past. 

Ice Cream Mornings, coffee ice cream with chocolate syrup eaten straight out of the container and morning talk with the loved one you have spent decades with. 

It is about the now. 

It is about the when. 

It is old but young again.

Ice Cream Mornings, bedroom slippers and scoops of memories frozen in time.

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