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The
first few bites were like a blur, I'm sure you've all had Lemon
Pie so you know what I mean. Eating the crust, setting up for
that first solid bite of lemony custard. My mouth fairly waters
just thinking about it. After that initial indulgence, I began
to slow down in order to savor what is absolutely my mostest,
favoritest dessert. As I gazed upon the half-eaten object of my
desire what I saw made the hair on the back of my neck prickle,
I felt a slight, sudden chill. Imbedded in the custard of my Lemon
Pie, and heretofore covered by a sugary, flaky crust I noticed
several tiny, fluorescent lime green spots occupying the space
normally reserved only for yellow, lemony goodness. Bad Lemon
Pie!?!
The noon
break was over soon after I reluctantly tossed that half Lemon
Pie into the trash. I was more embarrassed than worried. I guessed
that Lemon Pie was waiting there under the saw for far longer
than I originally thought. All the time singing its Sweet Sirens'
song and tempting this sailor to run aground upon her deadly,
forbidden, rocky shore.
I worked
through the rest of the day without giving it too much more thought
and followed my normal pattern after I got home, adding a few
more cocktails, "because it was Friday." Patti came
home and more cocktails were added to my volatile mix, along with
another fattie or two. Life was indeed good, on the outside...
On the inside,
however, forces beyond my control had been fomenting in the hours
since I ingested that "Trojan Horse," that Lemon Pie...
It was about
eight o'clock that night before we were ready to go out to dinner.
We had been sitting around the computer, drinking and chatting,
just enjoying being able to spend time together. I didn't even
make mention to Patti about that Lemon Pie, by then it was just
a fuzzy shape in the rear view mirror of my consciousness and
I was keen on what was in front of me. Besides, like I said before,
it was an embarrassing subject, best not even bring it up.
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