You know, sometimes life hands you lemons. And you've got to deal with those lemons otherwise you've got yourself some rotten fruit and a bunch of fruit flies swarming your head.
I've been drinking lemonade at work for the past few months and that is the worst place to have to drink it because they don't allow you to mix vodka with your lemonade there. Well, you can, but there is sort of a "no vodka" rule for jobs and that would typically get you fired. So, I try to add a lot of sugar to my work lemonade and try not to make that soury face too often 'cuz co-workers tend to notice stuff like that. Let's just say that I'm getting tired of lemonade, but what can you do when you've got a kid in college and you'd like to eat and stuff.
Lemonade must be the drink of choice this fall as it is being served at a lot of football games by some band parents. Seems that some people have their undies all tied up in a big 'ol bunch and so they are all snappy and yelly at other band parents, which does not make things very fun. Lemonade is a new drink for band parents, so I think they may need a little recipe re-vamping. And I have a feeling one of these days I'm gonna tell them so.
So, while the lemonade cart seems to be parked in front of my house lately, I tried to make the best of the weekend by hanging out with friends and enjoying the garden a bit. And as I was walking to get the hose, I noticed a praying mantis on the grass mean-mugging me as I went by him. Damn, if that little guy wasn't gonna take a chunk outta me--his nasty little head watched me go back and forth, back and forth. Heck, Em was so scared, she wouldn't go by the little dude.
Later I saw him all over a lady-friend, so I'm not sure if he was looking to eat me alive or if he thought I was hot.
Sigh. This is my life. I'd better stock up on sugar.
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I love the photo and quite frankly I've always been a little confused by that saying "When life hands you lemons, make lemonade" - Well what the heck else would you make lemonade with, hmmm? And to be honest I am right up to up to
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with all that pop psychology, new-agey, feel good-y stuff that we shouldn't complain or even whine about the less than wonderful stuff in our lives. I don't care how inconsequential this stuff might be to the world at large. Our lives can suck even when we appear to have it all together.
So skip the lemonade and tell it like it is!
I think most of us could use a little extra sugar now and then ~ especially on Mondays. ;)
Hoping your lemonade isn't too sour today Lin.
xo Catherine
I just hate that No Vodka rule.
Well you know she was just gonna eat him when they were done so you don't have to worry about him any more. Just the thousand or so little ones that will eventually hatch.
No worries.
Go ahead...add the vodka!
I know someone who believes religiously in the band-parent fun brigade, and I just bet someone is going to get a recipe.
Here's wishing you more fun and greater variety in the liquid refreshment department.
When I was in school, I honestly don't remember any parents involved in the kids' extracurricular activities. Was it that way in your school?
I just tried vodka in my lemonade last night for the first time. I was drunk until about 9:30 this morning. I'm not doing that again!
I can't remember the last time I had real lemonade - with sugar. Not the artificial stuff. I don't think adding saccharine is the same... Somethings missing even though it's sweet - There's a lesson about life there somewhere you know?
I am pretty sure praying mantises are actually aliens from outer space. They have those crazy eyeballs, and they are green.
Um, do you think the plural of praying mantis is actually praying manti?
It sounds to me like you need to trade in the lemonade for a little sweet tea :)
One of the benefits of working from home is there is no "no vodka" rule! :)
Grace--I'm with ya, Grace, hence the vodka in my lemonade. :) I'm trying to be nice in the midst of a-holes, but I'm not doing so good at it. I hate that whole "make lemonade" crap too.
Catherine--It's a daily challenge, but I have to deal. I'm just glad I work part-time. That in itself is pure sugar.
Betty--Me too. Who came up with that??!
Pricilla--You know, I kept going back to check on those lovebirds for that reason, but I never saw that happen. In fact, I saw him today and he's still alive. I wonder if that is just a tale?
Hot Rocks--I would if it would help, but I think it will only get me in trouble. I have to behave at work. Sigh. :(
Vanilla--There are a bunch of new parents stepping in and ruining all the fun this year. Sheesh, they've got their undies in a bunch and it's a downer. I think somebody is gonna have to tell them to chill. Guess who? ;)
Rebecca--My mom and my friend's mom came to every single swim meet--home and away. And I remember the band parents always helping out. Other than that--nope. Don't remember many parents. I think band parents are a league of their own--still are. :)
Violet--I love vodka lemonades! But you can't drink too many! Hahaha! I guess you learned that the hard way!
Tracy--I like that thought. I'm gonna have to think that one through. It's kind of like a phony friend--They are all sweet and all, but....yeah/no. Not there for you in the tough times. Hmmmm....
Daisy--Oh, this guy was SCARY, Daisy! He looked me right in the eyeballs, like he was gonna eat me one chunk at a time! EEEK! I don't know the plural because I don't want to see more than one at a time!
Ann--Does that have more "punch"? 'Cuz I'm feeling like I wanna punch somebody these days. Hee! Hee!
Beaded Tail--Oh yeah! And no nasty co-workers or obnoxious band helpers!
per wikipedia: Sexual cannibalism is common among mantises in captivity, and under some circumstances may also be observed in the field. The female may start feeding by biting off the male’s head (as they do with regular prey), and if mating had begun, the male’s movements may become even more vigorous in its delivery of sperm. Early researchers thought that because copulatory movement is controlled by a ganglion in the abdomen, not the head, removal of the male’s head was a reproductive strategy by females to enhance fertilisation while obtaining sustenance. Later, this behavior appeared to be an artifact of intrusive laboratory observation. Whether the behavior in the field is natural, or also the result of distractions caused by the human observer, remains controversial.
So again we humans interfere...
I don't like lemonade so I usually cut up my lemons and stick them in a chicken.
Starting to notice a pattern here...is it time to consider finding a new job??
Pricilla--I didn't see it in the wild, but that doesn't mean it doesn't happen. SCARY!
Anne--I like the idea of sticking lemons up someone's butt--I may resort to that. :)
Nancy--Nah, but it isn't as much fun as before. Lots of new people--WEIRD new people. :( Thank goodness it is only part-time.
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