After the race Saturday morning, I kidnapped my niece and we went to grab a bite to eat. Raw veggies were served with the worst artichoke dip that I've EVER had. Among the veggies was a stack of limp, sliced cucumbers. We each grabbed one, popped it into our mouths and chewed - all just smiling & staring at each other. Out of the blue Vanessa reaches over and pokes the gelatinous center of another cucumber slice and says "I'd like to live in the center of a cucumber." Hmmm... That's food for thought. "What do you mean?" I said. "Like a seed?" *Because THIS is important* There are a lot of seeds in a cucumber, it's pretty crowded in there. "Yeah" she said. "But I want to be the only seed." AHA!! You know me, I find this strangely fascinating! Then Rachael pipes up "I'd rather live inside of a tomato!" and of course the discussion builds from there.Now being the mature adult that I am - I absolutely have to contribute to the conversation, so I say "Well, I'd like to be the only seed inside of something sweet & juicy. Like a watermelon!" Which was perfectly acceptable...until I elaborated. "The problem is that I love watermelon so much I'd be like a cannibal & end up eating my mother. I'd just keep eating and eating and eating until one day someone tries to cut open the watermelon and instead of red, sweet juiciness, there would be this massive shiny black seed right beneath the rind!"......You know sometimes I forget how weird I am! :)
At this point I'd like to say that the girl's stared at me with their mouths open in mild shock for a few moments, but that didn't happen. They just laughed and kept picking at what was left of meal and I thought ...... it's great to be a kid!
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