Sylvia A. Winters

If a cat is thrown a lemon, he builds a log cabin and spends the summer in Canada

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Pink Hat

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Alarm goes. Arms flailing wildly until a hand catches snooze for another ten minutes of blissful half-sleep. Alarm again. Roll out of bed, face to the floor. Hands over ears until moving is unavoidable. Alarm off but still ringing in tired ears. Crawl to the door and push it open. Slowly pulling up to stand on two feet with the aid of the banister whilst making the way to bathroom. Shower on, water rushing. Citrus-scented shower gel and apple shampoo foaming, then washing away.

Towel-dry, one wrapped around wet hair. Breakfast. Bread in the toaster. Coffee, two spoons, one sugar. No milk. Dog that, for a moment, convinces that he’s half-seal, half-hedgehog, stares up. Drop a piece of crust on the floor. Leave him dog biscuits in the bowl before you head back upstairs to get dressed.

The unmade bed, that lusty temptress, willing you to spend one more hour in her soft, warm embrace. She beckons. Pull clothes on quick to avoid further advances. Make-up. Hair-dryer, brush. Shoes, bag and lunch.

Then out the door, ready for a day of climbing frames and monkey-bars. Beneath the winter coat, the gun hidden calm against smooth lining. The kid with the pink rabbit hat and pigtails making faces. That hat is going to get it.

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July 12, 2010 at 8:28 pm

Lemons

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Today I would like to talk to you all about a subject very close to my heart. Lemons. Now, most people have a negative opinion of lemons, assuming that because they are bitter they must be turned into something sweeter to be of any value. However, this is unfair to lemons, who should be appreciated for their true character. Bitterness is part of their charm, and is not necessarily a bad thing at all.

Look at House, he’s a bitter old miser but people love him for it. If he was polite and sweet we House fans would not be fans at all. House is not a lemon, but he is like a lemon, and so I feel this comparison is just. We wouldn’t want to change House, so why would we want to sweeten up a lemon?

My husband’s a lemon, and I have not tried to change him in any way (except for the misguided attempt to smarten him up for my sister’s wedding – the top hat and candy cane did not go down at all well). He is perfect as he is, knobbly, yellow and yes, bitter.

So when life gives you lemons, take them as is. Sit back and enjoy their bitter charm.

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July 7, 2010 at 9:36 pm

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