What does one do on a sunny, Sunday afternoon? Why, take a walk to the nearest Dairy Queen of course! With the promise of a chocolate-covered ice cream cone, I set out with Danny and Jake for stroll (really more like a marathon) for some exercise. I should have known all was not going to go well when my body immediately started protesting by giving me a stomach cramp as soon as I stepped out the front door!

My body ached the whole mile and a bit (now don’t even say “it’s just a mile” because I have to admit that I’m a little, um, shall we say, like the pillsbury dough boy) and as we neared the restaurant Danny said “Hey, they might be closed Easter Sunday.” And wouldn’t you know it, the sign read “Closed Easter Sunday”. I’m so glad I walked all that way. No really, it was like’bonding time’ or something.

But all in all, we enjoyed the beautiful weather and seeing the greenish, brownish grass poking up between the last snow splotches. Oh, and we ended up stopping in the Burger King (shh, don’t tell the Allans),which is actually and ironically a lot closer to our house than Dairy Queen. And I still got ice cream in the form of a Hershey ice cream pie! Smile!