Yesterday, two of the greatest things ever happened.
1. I went to Dairy Queen and got a pumpkin pie blizzard. It was ha-mazing. They put the vanilla soft serve in a cup and they mix it with pumpkin pie filling and some kind of small crunchy graham cracker things and top it with whipped cream and cinnamon. I sat in my car in the rain and the dark and ate it all and was so happy.
Then I went to the gym. Where:
2. I walked on the treadmill at a leisurely pace while watching “Pushing Daisies.” Not only is this show quickly endearing itself to me with its quirkiness, they also paid homage to the one and only They Might Be Giants, aka my favorite band, by singing “Birdhouse in Your Soul” which is such a favorite of mine that I use it for my “power song” when I’m running and need a little pick-me-up. However, last night, instead of making me turn the treadmill up past “3″ (I was full of ice cream, you know) the song just made me beam like an idiot, which would have bothered me if I went to a gym that’s all about not judging people.
So today, it’s rainy and miserable, but I’m still in a bit of a perky mood all thanks to a touch of endorphins, a dash of fantasy, and 2 cups of fall spiced ice cream.
