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Experience

Tomorrow- sportin’ the green! Maybe not as much as that time I played an alien android by the name of Largos, but green, all the same.

“Hoopla”

In other green, greetings and salutations from my bagged banana. It soon met with some peanut butter and oats, welcoming a quickly mashed death as cinnamon sprinkled on.

Nearly burnt my hand off last week. Family was in town visiting from Alaska and I was pulling together the final components for our meal together, when I grabbed the just-from-the-oven pan I’d briefly sat on the counter, with my bare hand. Time slooooooowed dooooown and I had what felt like a kajillion thoughts while still holding onto that sucker.

I have so many oven mitts and pot holders, did they not foresee this event?
This is my work hand.
Why am I not ambidextrous?
I should become ambidextrous.
I am ambidextrous.
When I’m utterly completely and totally in the zone of drawing or painting and have some highly important teeny tiny addition to make, I challenge myself to do it with the other hand, and end up doing so correctly without fail every time.
*knocks on all the wood, but with the other hand, no, not that one*
This reminds me of that game I used to play when I was a server.
Hot plates ready to deliver to a table.
Too hot, no tray, held with just my hands.
I’ve established eye contact with the customer, practically breathing on them in proximity.
Nearly screaming internally.
I’m gonna drop this thing.
Fighting reflexes, holding steady.
Glancing up at my reflection in the mirrored glass on the wall.
Look at that, I’m smiling, a sneaky minx.
And release, they’re none the wiser.
And I’m a tad stronger in some way, I imagine.
No calluses to boot.

Snapping back to the here and now, did my skin just sear itself to the metal?
Feels like I gotta shake this thing off versus just let go.
*shakes free*
The pan adds insult to injury by bouncing off the dishwasher and banging into my also bare ankle on the way down. I immediately begin running my hand under cold water and did so for about five minutes until the pain of the cold seemed far more than any pain from the hot. Maybe all those thoughts happened after I dropped it, I don’t know. I DO know, that despite occasionally pulling similar bonehead moves, but with not nearly as much skin to hot hot hot metal contact, I’ve inevitably had reddened skin and that kinda almost itchy warm pain that accompanies burns, if not more damage, for days afterwards no matter how long I ran my hand under cold water. I turned off the tap and looked down to find no burnt redness, just cold redness. No pain either. A bit later, nothing on both accounts. And the next day till this, nuttin’. Hooray for imperviousness that night.

Some things I gotta experience in the flesh to believe. ♦

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Flip-switched

I’m tired and need some rest so naturally, it’s time to start a movie. These things don’t watch themselves, you know. Undead children in foreign lands. Wahoo.

Nearly time for fatherly festivities too- much still to do, but I’m reeling it in, bringing it home, wrapping it up, and moving it along. In mere hours my aunt will be down from Alaska where she relocated last year to be close to her daughter and grandchildren. She now has a moose that resides in her backyard. I’m stowing her away as a surprise guest for my dad’s party. Air bed’s been set up at the flip of a switch. Too bad I couldn’t flip-switch those sheets as well. Ugaroo.

“Answer"

Lunch today, this thing of green was total yum. As were a hoard of daisies in bloom along the greenbelt thick with wildlife mere feet from the toy company’s front doors. Classic flowers had me thinking classic thoughts: the power some can hold over the heart, one little thing and it soars, another, it utterly deflates. ‘Tis good to feel so deeply. ♦

“Daisy"

Daisy

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Tomorrow Is Another Day.

“Green

Tomorrow is another day.
With hair nearly down to my bum again, thought I could afford to fiddle (dee-dee). The bottom twoish inches have gone green.

“Asparagus

Easy-peasy, darlin’.
Testing a few recipes for Easter as of late. Today’s contribution is dressed in green, of course. Roasted asparagus. Couldn’t be simpler. Here, with garlic and lemon, though I’m thinking prosciutto and orange zest will ultimately win out.

“Peace

In other things green and full of blarney …
Wasn’t off to a rightly Irish start this morning what with a Spanish omelette for brunch, but dining with a “Shannon” in attendance counts for something. Also something- a new olive loveseat! My dad likens it to Camille’s settee. It keeps this rather large peace lily company, one of my favorite recent findings. And today’s? Picked up a slide whistle and now life’s 2.5 times more the comedic wonder.

“Birthday

Stars among the carbs.
Someone had a birthday sometime back. She was gifted a cake. She liked it. She doesn’t generally speak of herself in the third person. But, she’s begun, and now can’t seem to stop. ♦

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Swell

“Mean

Time for an upgrade to the latest iPhone model this next month. Couldn’t bring myself to part with this darn case on the oldish model for the longest. Bought multiple copies of it even, to ensure a long life due to the canvas being prone to extra wear ‘n’ tear. Everyone always thinks I drew the lady in green on it, but, no. A Swedish artist off in Sweden somewhere did so. Thanks, Swedish artist off in Sweden somewhere, it’s been lovely. ♦

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A Match.

“Red

A match.
Patrick graced me with a smile over our matching foot attire. Likin’ the green peeping through those lace holes.

“Skull

Totally thrilled to attend a classic car show a while back only to arrive to one little road lined either side with vehicles. A molehill to the mountain of shows in times past where a literal field was filled with every model imaginable.
 
The sunny side up of a smaller show? Getting to talk shop with each and every restorer/buyer of the vehicles. I so love shop! ♦

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