The Dog Days of Summer

So, last weekend we had this girls’ weekend at our friend Dee’s cottage. And it always involves lots of booze, and we read our tarot cards for the year, and we just generally bond more than one would think possible. But when the weekend is over, our final ritual is to go to Tom Wahl’s for burgers, because those girls don’t get Tom Wahl’s in Buffalo, and they love it. So after our burgers, we said, YO! Ice Cream! Yay!

So we ate. Even the dogs got in on the act.



Luca says “Yummy!”

Ethan likes ice cream, too.

This is why I like ice cream!
Char, Katie, Dee in the back.

So, down the road from Tom Wahl’s right there in the town of Avon is this other ice cream stand, and I HAD to take a picture of its perverted marquee, because it’s so, well, perfect for this blog!




Now is it just me, or is that girl totally humping that phallic cone? What marketing genius said, "Let's paint a picture of a small female child, and then have her straddle this humongous cone with a pink mushroom tip"?