I love the pitcher, shaped like an Erlenmeyer flask. Perfect for meyers lemonade.
Why is it that we always want what we don't have? Or is it just me?
When I had straight hair, I wanted curly hair.
I have curly hair now (thanks to chemo), and I long for straight hair.
When I'm skinny, I want to gain weight.
After I've gained weight, I want to lose it.
When it's cold, I wish it was warm.
When it's warm, as it has been for weeks, I dream of nights by a roaring fire.
Today, I felt a rare emotion: perfect contentment. With my weight, my hair and, best of all, this glorious balmy Southern California weather. Instead of fighting it, I squeezed lemons and sipped lemonade while watching the birds and the bees in the back yard.
Read more at Open Mouth, Insert Fork.
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