I know some of you are curious about the outcome of our ice cream man. When no one returned the 2nd week, I figured maybe the "sub" didn't know the same route, so I waited one more week.
Still, no ice cream man. Even though he had verbally assured us he would be back and even drive up into our dead end street!
I told the Evil Twin, "Either he went on vacation to California and decided to stay or he got busted for selling pot off the back of the ice cream truck and the replacement does a different route."
I'm not really sure, but I have it on GOOD authority (you know who you are!) that the ice cream man has been up and down a street merely a few blocks away many times over the last few weeks.
I let my informant know which street we live on, so if this person does catch the ice cream man, this person can say, "Could you please, for the love of Pete, go to XXXX?"
Don't worry, the informant is not some loony just looking to pinpoint my location, this person is a co-worker of a VERY close friend of mine and my friend had already told me this person read my blog.
We could start wagering on whether or not we will see the Ice Cream man again this summer. Yea or Nay? Cast a vote.
If things don't shape up soon, I may be forced to borrow a friend's car, buy some Fudgesicles from Kroger and peddle them to my children myself (wearing a disguise of some sort, of course).
I can't decide if that just sucks really bad or is plain pathetic. Probably a bit of both.
Help a sister out, wouldya? Put out some good vibes that the ice cream man comes down from his California high and remembers our street! :-)