I scream, you scream

I know how much you all love to hear about the antics in our neighborhood, so let me bring you up to speed on a funny little appearance this summer.

The lady across the street, who we refer to as "Cheech", has added a new accoutrement to her deck this summer. I'm including a photo. Now, it's a large shot - I didn't crop it down on purpose, so you'd see what we see when we look out the window. If you don't notice the decor item, click on the picture to blow it up.

Now you see it, don't cha?

That's right; it's a giant ice cream cone. And before you can ask, yes, it does light up for those evening sundae soirees on the deck. It's quite an odd sight when you look out your window, especially given that we live nowhere near an ice cream shop of any kind - unless she's dealing some type of black market junk, which may explain the long line from her house every evening. Juuuuuuuuust kidding :-)

Anyway, if you'd like to see if IRL, stop on by. If you hang around long enough, the Mr. Softee truck will swing by with it's happy little tune and you can slurp a root beer float while you check out the cone of coolness.