Somewhere through the haze of the Monday night voice lesson and the particularly fine passionfruit mojito consumed earlier, it was with great reluctance that I had to wake up enough to realize that little needles were attacking my leg and foot in the small hours of the morning……that’s the downside of having that adorable new kitten.
I’m laughing, because it’s funny, except, it’s not. My left foot has been stung twice in one week by bees. The first time it hurt like hell for about 5 hours, was fine for a day, and then itched worse than anything has ever itched for two days. I recall waking up at night scraping my foot across the carpet, anything to scratch the itch.
Plop, plop, plop went the sound of 36 baskets of premium blackberries falling to the ground. Every single one of them had gone moldy in a refrigerator with too much humidity. This pleasant discovery was made when they were removed from the fridge to deliver. The experience was a lot like watching a hundred dollar bill float into the burn barrel, except at least the turkeys and chickens enjoyed the moldy berries.