April 25, 2011

The Most Delicious Dollar Ever!


On Saturday I heard the most delightful summer sound.  It was the ice cream man!!!  The neighborhood ice cream man has a white truck - totally vintage - and it plays a familiar tune I can't name.  He'll drive half a block, stop for a few minutes, and then drive a little further.  Oh how I love that sound that screams "it's summer" to me in Ukrainian Village.  But, I have a confession to make.  I've never actually purchased from the man before.  So, at the age of 30, I finally got to run up to the ice cream man and say, "May I have a sugar cone?" as I smiled from ear to ear.  Do you know what he said??

"That'll be a dollar, miss."  

Um, a dollar?  Wait, am I in Chicago??  I looked to my right, saw the skyline through the budding trees.  Yep, I was in fact still in the city.  I shrugged my shoulders, confirmed I wanted it swirled and got on my merry way before he decided to raise the prices.  He must have the best job ever.  He gets to make people GIDDY every day and tell them to "have fun!" as he drives off....  apparently not concerned about rising gas prices.  

You may remember I set out to accomplish 30 things before I turned 30.  I failed miserably because buying a home wasn't on the list. But, buying ice cream from the ice cream man was.  I'm now crossing it off the list.  Take THAT list!!

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