Once upon a morning dreary, I craved ice cream, weak and weary,
I wanted Mrs. Curl’s ice cream galore.
I grabbed my scarf, mad-dash running, and the scarf, quickly tying,
In record time arriving, to a large “CLOSED” sign on the door.
It was summer when I visited the shop before -
quoth the season, “Nevermore!”
I’ve been on a huge Poe kick lately, guys.
The (lovely, talented, and amazing) ladies at Scarves.net just launched The Sisterhood of the Traveling Scarf, and I’m lucky recipient number three! Similar the books and movies, the traveling scarf will be passed around from blogger to blogger. After it reaches it’s fifteenth blogger, the scarf will return back to the Scarves.net office for hibernation (apparently thick winter scarves don’t like summer).
Each blogger is to add their hometown to the map included, add something to the scarf showcasing their personal “flair,” and write on the bag the most interesting or exciting thing to happen to them in the scarf. There are also some pretty strict and silly rules you must adhere to. For my addition, I sewed on some homemade green bows!
I took the traveling scarf to my faaaavorite ice cream shop, Mrs. Curl’s, in Greenwood, IN. This place is so delicious, and SO CUTE. I grew up going here, and luckily it’s pretty close to my office. Even though it’s closed in the winter, I had to come here to showcase the traveling scarf! Nevermind that I picked the one day in December it decided to be 60 degrees…
I very highly recommend a mocha Oreo milkshake!