Quite a ways back I mentioned that if life gives you Marmals, make marmalade. That's likely the dumbest thing I've written to date, or at least very close to the tippy-top of that list. I dedicated an entire entry to Marmals. What in Jazz Hands was I thinking?
I've made it a point of emphasis not to go back and self-edit posts, aside from correcting the frequent grammatical and/or structural errors made along the way. In fact, most of these posts are first draft, raw form. This style of writing/publishing is certain to produce some head scratchers. What I will not do is apologize for it. That's what I decided to write on that particular day and if the content induces a wince or an eye roll, so be it. I get that sort of response quite often in my regular, day to day life, so why not here as well?
I shall try my damnedest to keep the stinker rate down...unfortunately, I may not know that I've delivered a stinker until it's far too late. In this case it took months to acknowledge the slip in judgment. I can only guess that on Marmal day, efforts were focused on avoiding the trite or cliché. Or trite and cliché. Whichever seems more appropriate.
I should have just written if life gives you lemons...etc. I expended many words working around that cliché and its relative triteness. I could have used lemons but found a new way to embrace them perhaps.
Come to think of it, the saying doesn't even make sense. Life doling out lemons is supposed to represent a raw deal, a less than ideal set of circumstances. The connection is their sour nature, but to be completely fair to the lemon there is relatively little down side to them. Their scent is associated with freshness and cleanliness. Their flavors are used for desserts, candies and beverages. The mighty lemon is what makes fish...less fishy. What would life be like if it were not for a slice of lemon in an overpriced, ice-cold gin and tonic while sitting poolside?! Not worth living at all, that's what it would be like.
We should have holidays and parties in honor of the great, versatile lemon. One day set aside to celebrate the goodness of the lemon. One big party to shower citrus coated Jazz Hands upon the world.
A word of caution to the wise: One may throw a party in honor of the lemon...but whatever you do, do not, under any circumstances, throw a lemon party. Marmal parties are okay though...proceed with those as planned.
Today's Jazz Hands were lemony-fresh. Day one-hundred and forty-one complete.
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