Thoughts & Day 152 CJSM

 

Music:

 

Black stain-spots invade five lines or spaces-white to sing the

tale in rhythm-rhyme cadenced-beat---to pause…perplexed!?

“Tis it not the space between notes where music reverberates!?



 

 

 

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Day 152

 

 

Candy’s chicken salad on Mother’s Day & her birthday

 

 

Oh! Yeah! This “classy” lovely-lady can cook! Yum! Yum!

I’m a meat and potatoes kind of guy; refined lady Candice shows class even in her dining.

I can manage those table utensils, well, sort of, but, I prefer “finger” food! I once smart-ass remarked that fingers came before metal eating ware only to be reminded that metal came first.

Well! Touchet! (I reckon that factoid includes the deadly sword, also!?) Might just try it!?

So? Not to be marginalized with the “facts” focusing my “mis”-speak on creation’s priorities, I snapped back that all I needed to partake of some fancy two-course meal (meat and potatoes) was a butter knife (not that we ever were rich enough to afford butter, anyway).

My protagonist laughed, out loud, and allowed, cynically, “How are you going to eat peas with a knife. Hmm! (“Balance” came to this feeble mind but I shelved the idiocy!?)

“Easy!” I replied to the intended insult, “I just slather some mashed taters onto the blade, stab a piece of yummy meat and dig the knife, taters-side down in the green peas!: Then---I…laughed. And, know what? You may not believe it---it…works! Good! Try it!?

So? I indulge lovely Lady Candice Leah with her chicken salad delicacy---I love…her! Not it!

Oh! And, I don’t eat it with a knife---I make a sandwich and utilize God’s utensils…fingers!

 

Amen!

 

Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet “finger-lickin’ good!” Memories!