A Car Wash and Free Ice Cream...what a Day!

After some research online, dad has finally realized that 200 isn't bad to pay for a bike and that Wal-Mart is NOT a good place to get a bike.
I tried to tell him.

Spent the morning washing my car. And when I say washing I mean washing, waxing, vacuuming, and Windexing.
Three and a half hours later, sparkly shiny.

Managed to agree on a great bike and I now have two forms of transportation.

Stopped by the ice cream shack that I worked at for four years and surprised the owners.
They love it when we come back and visit.
Turns out they have a new machine that adds flavors to regular soft-serve.
Made my mom a black cherry and chocolate and myself a creme de menthe chocolate.
I love Hershey's ice cream.

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Story update:

Reminder that this is a story, not drawn from my life or anyone I know. This is entirely a work of fiction. Any likeness to actual events or people is entirely coincidental and completely possible.

Where we left off...

I looked over and our eyes met again. Things started to get fuzzy...

"Whoa! Hey! Snap out of it!"
I shook my head to clear it. "What?"
"Dude. You almost passed out again. Are you sure you're alright?"
"Fine. Fine."
I tossed my head to get the wet chunks of hair out of my eyes. And of course they fell right back down. *sigh*
"I should get back."
I looked at him. "Yeah. You probably should."
"You coming?"
I grinned. "You know it."