The kids and my friend Heather and I went to Cold Stone Creamery for some ice cream yesterday. It’s one of the places we like to go for family time and date nights(mostly because I love ice cream so much!) and it was kind of lame to go without Real Jared. And listening to “I’ll be home for Christmas” over the sound system wasn’t such a hoot either. But we still enjoyed ourselves anyhow, and the girl behind the counter has a brother in Iraq and sent her best wishes to Jared.