When I woke up this morning, I was all out of sorts. The right side of my back has slowly started to pull in to itself the way a dried out leaf slowly crumples to one side. So I did something I never do; I book an appointment for an hour long massage. I had a few hours to go and I was feeling downright angsty.
I rage-cleaned the under cabinets in the kitchen. I finally put all of my occasional baking shit into one big bin and brought it out to the garage. While in the garage, I happened upon a box of DVDs I thought I accidentally donated the last time I rage-cleaned the living room. It was some very real relief. Let’s just say rage-cleaning has its faults and one of those glaring faults is that I tend to lose things I organized for months afterwards.
The rain was off and on all morning as was my chill. There were moments that felt pretty normal and others where I’d stomp off and start cleaning or planning or just hiding in the bathroom for ten minutes at a time. It really doesn’t help that Thursdays are a day of transition for the kids. I believe I mentioned last week, but the DL is that Michael is finally done with work for the week, which means the kids celebrate by acting out because there’s this strange man they need to show off for. I apologize at how weirdly that’s worded, but there’s no other way right now.
On the way home from the massage, I was cut off on the highway and then the rain just started pouring. My very first thought was at least the line at Milkjam will be short! My second thought was I’m too tired to care about this jagweed. Classic. I went home and packed the kids some dinner while the baby crawled up my legs, said my prayers that the whining would stop soon and we left shortly after.
A fair amount of traffic and in no time we were there. There’s even parking alongside the building which is perfect, because Uptown parking is something I despise. It’s not hard or anything, but I really stress about finding a decent spot without parallel parking. I’ve been out of the cities for 5 years, living in my suburban bubble, and goddammit, I’m comfortable with my inefficient parking lots. So hooray for the continuation of my obstinate approach regarding bettering myself. I’m just trying to say, there’s a parking lot. And worrywart. We cool?
I was right. There was no line. I could gawk and think and process all this loud noise and flavor choices. I had some time to ponder what the hell Mac will eat since he’s usually a vanilla kinda kid. I was able to think about what I would get, even though I was pretty sure within the first three seconds. It was just a tranquil blip in the day.
Here, Mac (check out his new favorite shirt here) was able to get the half scoop of the Milkjam signature flavor with some sprinkles. We later discovered that he actually wanted to eat a cup of marshmallows solo, but he survived. Michael ordered the Ridin’ Duuurty in a single scoop. I went all in with a double scoop of Doo Wop and Black. Their menu has everything and more that I could ever want.
The sun came out and as the kids got antsy, we went on a walk, though it was short lived due to a certain small human who decided suddenly that he actually did have to go to the bathroom. So we circled back and got completely trapped into ordering dinner for Michael and I from World Street Kitchen, which just happens to be the sibling store to Milkjam. It was amazing, in case you were wondering.
Despite my completely worn and tattered mental capacity, it was a really nice, quick trip. The product was good. The music choice was killer. The people were good. And let’s be real, the lighting in this place was stunning. I love this place and I will come back, especially since I have yet to fully finish my scoop(s).
Next week, Nelson’s!
Cost of purchases: $15.34
Cost of gas*: $7.32
Total cost: $22.66
11/10 ICE CREAM CONES
because I can do that
*When estimating gas mileage, we have a good 15 mpg range in our Jeep Liberty, so chances are it costs much less for you per gallon. Sometimes having no car payments means putting up with a terrible mpg. All prices are adjusted based on current gas prices.