Because I was dealing with life lemons, these actual lemons (two boxes of them) sat with perky optimism in the garage while I lived in a place of happy denial inside, eating a jar of nutella.
The thing is, I actually like lemons; lemonade, lemon curd, lemon bars, lemon cheesecake, lotions, balms and whatnot. Oh the places we'd go little languishing lemons, if only life didn't get in the way!
In a rare moment of clarity, I decided the only thing for it was to squeeze them. No, I'm not going to make the proverbial "lemonade". Forced optimism is a bitter pill to swallow right now. So I just milked them for what they are worth, and am moving on.
2 comments:
I want to eat some nutella with you . . . and then something lemony.
Nutella can almost fix things....
And great job with the juicing. with all those peels, just think how many cathartic bricks you can throw. ;)
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