Whiskey stayed behind, at home. Billy, BJG and I went to get handcrafted ice creams earlier today. There was a small line up. We went around 3pm. Although we talk a lot, we ate , we both ate, our ice creams in total silence almost, saved for a few lines here and there. I must admit it was kind of nice. Just to eat and savour the moment together with our small white dog. 

UPDATE

Hubby is already passed out, probably for the night. It is just past 6pm. I will go walk the dogs in the hood soon. I had more ice cream tonight. It is a rare occasion: hubby eats a lot of it but I rarely touch it. Unless we go to Port Moody.