Few people believe it until they see it*, but our house has a room dedicated to the eating of ice cream.*** Today we had our first ice cream party (to which everyone brought additional sweet food, so besides five flavors of ice cream, multiple flavors of soda pop for floats, cherries, hot fudge, coconut, pieces of peanut brittle, crushed pineapple, butterscotch, bananas, and whipped cream, which we provided, homemade angel food cake, chocolate chip cookies, devil's food cake, pumpkin bread, peanut butter cookies, snickerdoodles and store bought brownies were available) in it.
The dean of my college left alerting me that I need to do this again next year and I need to invite him and he will be very disappointed if he finds out that I have such a party without him.
Independently my department chair and former department chair started commenting that weekly ice cream parties for the next four or five years wouldn't be a bad thing.**
Dianthus loved the ice cream and the attention and Mister Splashy Pants stopped by a few times until Dianthus chased her away. Altogether, a successful first party for our new place.
Revisit later in the week for my lack of good thoughts on Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
*I know, I know, I should post pictures. Many of the guests today know the former occupants of our house, but none of them knew about the sundae room in back, which is weird to me. If you put in the trouble to build a hardwood bar, find three diner tables, chrome bar stools, coca-cola paraphernalia and set out fifty-some coca-cola and soda glasses, wouldn't you invite all your neighbors back?
**They were joking. Well, they were at least joking about the implied connection to tenure. Nobody thinks a weekly ice cream party would be bad.
***This line revised from the original, in case the comments make no sense.
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and...busted. first line, you used hear instead of here. must be that post about editing that jinxed you.
Just cut the word. No need for it.
And that "Nobody" isn't right, either. I believed it, instantly, and was consumed with envy. Multiple flavors of floats - yes, yes.
The ice cream party sounds like a wonderful way to spend a Sunday afternoon. Good ice cream is a pleasure topped by few others. We tried a pie party for neighbors and the turnout was less than enthusiastic---maybe we should have listed the ice cream first---or maybe the hosts at your party were more fun.
Little man's grandfather
Wow, with editors like that, you don't need mother!
I'd love a pie party!
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