Okay. So sosoclever
and I did a little shopping on Tuesday. I got a new belt. We found Eddie and the Cruisers
marked only $5.00
and paid -$5.002
less than that for it. We picked up pickles and soda and probably beer or wine. Just normal little things. And, of course, being us, we were out later than we intended to be.
We were hungry. We had 16 miles to go.
I knew we were hungry while we were still in the grocery store and excercised awe-inspiring self-control, not
throwing entire fried chickens into the cart. Instead, I carefully checked prices, setting an arbitrary and entirely fictional ceiling on how much we would spend on food for NOW3
got a candy bar or something, I think, but I don't remember exactly what4
We were back out in the van, and I reached into the World Market5 bag
, saying something humble like, "Have I mentioned that my amazingness knows no bounds?"sosoclever
said nothing. She must not have heard me.
I used a damp napkin to clean my pocket knife6
, then broke out corn tortillas and havarti.
There was no not hearing me when I mentioned my amazingness now!
When the havarti was gone, I used the aforementioned napkin to clean a nice big honeycrisp apple
and then to clean the cheese from the knife.
I sliced deeply around the apple from top to bottom, twisted it in half, and set about trimming away the seeds and stem, then handed half to sosoclever
and kept half for myself. Somewhere around that time I noticed that I was bleeding from a small (≅1/4" long and 1/8" deep) cut on my fingertip. Since the knife was pointing in the other direction, the sensible conclusion is that I cut myself on the apple
Well, nothing I could do about it, right? So I sat back and ate my half of the apple. It was good, but sweeter than I expect from a honeycrisp and not nearly as sharp.1Flaming Carrot
now, not now
And it's not important.5
Not the store where we were
A cute little thing, something like this
but smaller and with brass bolsters.