I asked Aaron to send me one picture per day while on his super awesome Whistler bike trip. So far, all I’ve gotten is pictures of food.
Today’s picture:
To which I replied:
Oh, Cone-ada
Our home needs you on hand
True creamy love, the best in all the land
With glowing hearts we see the rise
The true king of ice cream
From far and wide
Oh Cone-ada, we stand on guard for thee
God keep our pints in a state of freeze
Oh Cone-ada, we stand on guard for thee
Oh Cone-ada, we stand on guard for thee
Every ice cream deserves its own anthem.
G’s reaction to this: “She has way too much time on her hands.”
I think he just doesn’t have a proper appreciation for poetic improvisation, despite my best attempts to help him see the light. Inspired by your efforts, I shall keep trying.
Well, I guess I do have more time on my hands than usual.
Are you going to come up with some anthems for other ice creams? :)