Thursday, July 23, 2009

Happiness is simple sometimes.

Very simple. White styrofoam, vanilla frozen custard-simple. And if happiness comes with fresh, syrupy peaches, whipped cream, and a cherry on top, well, who could ask for more?

(Chatting with A. and verynearlyalmostnotquite being treated to said sundae were bonuses. He can buy if he wants, but I have no objections to paying for a little cup of heaven.)

No comments:

Post a Comment