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Monday, June 15, 2015

Life alternates between resembling a bowl of cherries and being anongoing game of whack-a-mole!

He who will be turning eighty years old, in a few days, if his behavior doesn't bring about a spontaneous (wife instigated) demise, is now banned from eating cherries in my car. He has slunk away to take a nap; saved by an incoming phone call.
Whilst on the phone, with the Architect calling about a new client, I managed to sponge down the collie colored cloth seat and matching beige interior of the passenger door, as well as fish a squishy, overripe cherry from the recess in the armrest.
The cherries were purchased from a street vendor, less than a block away from our home. The mayhem was perpetrated with unbelievable alacrity. I had stopped because cherries are one of  TAO's favorite things and they've been scarce so far this year.
I suspect that a large part of the appeal of cherries is the spit-out-pits exit strategy required of little boys and their immature elders. Unfortunately, lack of accuracy, combined with spitting from a semi-reclining position; adopted due to various arthritic parts, combines with shot-gun spittle; as opposed to sniper precision, resulting in a scatter-shot effect on the interior of the car, looking much like blood spatter at a crime scene.
One more skill-set gone down hill with age.


11 comments:

  1. Wow...At least it was cleanable!

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  2. I believe you have just coined a new phrase in "shotgun spittle."

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    1. hi Martin, nice to see you around here. Scatter-shot would be more accurate still, I just didn't think of it soon enough.

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  3. I find that many of the little things that I found endearing about my wife at the beginning of our relationship (her crazy insistence that towels be folded a certain way) are not endearing at all now.

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    1. Maria, probably true for all of us, in both points of view. Luckily, we have the power to decide not to let things irk us.

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  4. Well, cherries are good for you, but not all over the car. Sounds like a mess. The squished one must have been especially endearing. Do they make cars with cherry red interiors? That's always an alternate solution. *G* You are a very good wife.

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    1. Jean, the scale of the damage, in a few short minutes, was sufficiently impressive that I was she'll shocked into retaliatory inaction. the cherry spit bandit lives to ride another day:)

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  5. have to admit i'm not a cherry fan precicely because of the huge, noticable pips.

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    1. Pixie, I agree, although we do sometimes get enormous, and sweet, cherries that make the pit to fruit ratio more appealing:)

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