Nice Ice Baby

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This old gal…

Never noticed ice…ice is ice…cold…melts…makes your drinks tasty…but this is not so…for those daughters of mine…mama me became aware…that those girl conversations…started to center…around ice…

Oh look…one would say…it’s the good ice…or let’s eat here…I like their ice…eating and drinking…became about…that ice…the delightful…chewable…coveted…pebble ice…and as it does…the trickle down occurred…former non caring me…has become…an ice noticer…

Thoughts like…oh it’s the square ice…or the chunky ice…the tube ice…or the crescent ice…and on that rare occasion when that diet pop comes all nestled in between a bed of little ice nuggets…a silent OMG it’s pebble ice…rattles around in celebration…in that old lady gray matter of mine…

But what to my wondering eyes should appear…at a BBQ place…in HEB…a place that not only recognizes the worth of the pebble ice…but celebrates it as well…the ice was nice…yes indeed…the food not bad either…heading out…we declared we’d be back…that sign above saying…Thanks y’all…but no…

Thank you…thank you…and your chewable pebble ice…for making…this old gal’s day…
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And those daughters of mine…had they been there…would agree…