May 16

Abby wanted some ice cream last night so I went to the grocery store to get some. (Because sometimes I'm nice like that.) I came home with two of her picks --chocolate and strawberry-- and one of my own: raspberry chip.

I'm not exactly sure when I'd last had raspberry ice cream, but when I saw it, I knew I had to have it. And when I got that first taste, it took me back to those hot, humid, lazy summer days at the County Fair. See, the ice cream place there had this totally delicious flavor that was either raspberry or blackberry --the precise details are stuck in the cobwebs of my mind-- and whenever I could have some, I did.

So today, I'm grateful for little things that take me back to simpler times.