02-07-2006, 01:38 PM
So I'm washing Meyer lemons in the sink. I just picked them and paid dearly (talk about nasty thorn trees!). The outer ones are gone, so I have to gingerly squeeze in through the brambly limbs, worm my arm in, grab a lemon, and try to extract it without suffering too many impalations.
As I said, I'm washing the lemons, and they're gunky with this black mold or fungus. Suddenly I feel something on my neck. Well, I don't want to touch any part of me with my gunky hands, so I figure I'll bear with it until I'm done. But whatever it is crawls further onto my neck, and I'm thinking, What the hey! It's a sizable entity! Finally I reach up and, with the back of my wrist, rub against the spot. Something falls, bumps against my hip, and clacks the floor loud and heavy. I look down at this fair-sized snail.
It sort of reminds me of Naked Gun. You know, the tall guy whose head and chest you never see. And in one scene, Leslie Nielson does a double-glance upward and says, "Tiny, you've got something on the edge of your mouth." A hand goes up in a brushing motion. Leslie says, "No, you missed it." The hand goes up to brush again. And half a banana falls on the tabletop.
Anyway, I thought of telling Lady Cranefly, but decided to postpone it until well after dinner -- because she can be quite squeamish about such things (and she was, let me tell ya).
Did I do good?
Dinner: Chicken breasts with Meyer Lemons, Shaker Lemon Pie, and lemonade.
I forgot to get lemon drops at the grocery.
-cranefly
As I said, I'm washing the lemons, and they're gunky with this black mold or fungus. Suddenly I feel something on my neck. Well, I don't want to touch any part of me with my gunky hands, so I figure I'll bear with it until I'm done. But whatever it is crawls further onto my neck, and I'm thinking, What the hey! It's a sizable entity! Finally I reach up and, with the back of my wrist, rub against the spot. Something falls, bumps against my hip, and clacks the floor loud and heavy. I look down at this fair-sized snail.
It sort of reminds me of Naked Gun. You know, the tall guy whose head and chest you never see. And in one scene, Leslie Nielson does a double-glance upward and says, "Tiny, you've got something on the edge of your mouth." A hand goes up in a brushing motion. Leslie says, "No, you missed it." The hand goes up to brush again. And half a banana falls on the tabletop.
Anyway, I thought of telling Lady Cranefly, but decided to postpone it until well after dinner -- because she can be quite squeamish about such things (and she was, let me tell ya).
Did I do good?
Dinner: Chicken breasts with Meyer Lemons, Shaker Lemon Pie, and lemonade.
I forgot to get lemon drops at the grocery.
-cranefly
I'm nobody's pony.