I wasn’t sure how I wanted to celebrate today, if I wanted to bake something or make some sort of peaches and cream drink. And then it occurred to me that I could just eat ice cream. I will literally always eat ice cream. I’ve eaten ice cream every day this weekend. There’s no reason to stop now. As far as I’m concerned, the “ice” in peaches and (ice) cream is just silent. My verdict? It’s ice cream. Obviously it’s good.