Tuesday, May 15, 2012

when you feel magic

The other night I up and decided, "You know.  I think I need some ice cream."  Zach and I hop in Waldo and take a DQ run.  Dairy Queen is all of two minutes from our front door.  This can be amazing...at times.  Until you realize that your pay check can very easily dwindle to nothing because you gave it all to Dairy Queen in exchange for blizzards.  But this particular night, I didn't care.  I just wanted some ice cream.  Some rich chocolatey goodness.

We swing through the drive through and I order my blizzard.  Medium Chocolate Xtreme.  The usual.  As we head back towards our house, I look over at Zach.  "I'm not ready to go home yet.  Wanna go someplace else?"  {Sidenote:  When I started driving, I made a discovery.  There are not very many places to hang out in my town.  I mean, you can only go to Books-A-Million so many times, folks.}  I decided I'd pull over in a small back road and just sit.  So I parked on the roadside and turned off Waldo except for the radio playing faintly in the background.  Zach opened the sunroof and I rolled down my window.  I ate my blizzard and just sat.

It was almost magical.  Scratch that...it was magical.  At least for me it was.  I felt like I was in a story book.  Peering through the sunroof at the clouds and the birds.  Feeling the slight breeze as I stuck my head out the window.  Beautiful.


  1. That sounds like a lot of fun. I love times like these...simple and, as you said, magical. (:

  2. Oh, those are the best moments, aren't they? Sounds pretty near perfect to me. (:

  3. I love beautiful, simplistic moments like that. They're my favorites. :]

  4. I love magical moments. Those are the moments that make life so. very. beautiful. Thank you for sharing this, Katie! It was such a beautiful thing to imagine. ♥