You know how sometimes you don't realize that you have a paper cut or some other slight wound until you squeeze an orange or energetically (read: messily) toss a salad with vinagerette? Then the piercing pain is a surprise. Well, I don't like surprises.* That's why I consider myself lucky that today, while I was preparing the marinade for this recipe, that I grated my knuckle while zesting a lemon. It was like slow motion - first the zing of the shredder OUCH!, then the "oh, no, here comes the LEMON!" See - no surprises...I knew that lemon juice was going to hurt. That's what I call "Learning Optimism" (which, by the way, is my current life's work.)
Anyhoo - here are pictures of the offspring which is why you look at this blog anyway!
*Except surprise parties. For me. Heck, even for other people. But especially for me.
3 comments:
Sorry to hear of your wound, but those are some darn cute kids...I am afraid that's the focus. It's all about the children...
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kitchen mishaps -- Jim is right now yelling about burning his finger -- boiling water -- he's OK --hope you are too. Checked out the recipe -- it looked really good -- love looking at kid photos!!!
You like surprise parties? How do you know, have you ever had one? Is this a subtle hint?
I like the car photo but as a mother of a young child the crazy face photo is kinda intimidating! It seems to forwarn of tears ahead!
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