Crazy Life 'o mine

September 25, 2007

Life is just a bowl of cherries. It's one of my favorite sayings. Trish expects me to say it at least once during a conversation. For me the phrase encompasses the good and the bad. Even the bad can become something good. I firmly bellieve that.

Trish says, yes ir's a bowl of cherries. Some are tasty. Some aren't. Some are firm, some are mushy. The rotted ones attract annoying fruit flies and leave a sticky mess at the bottom of the bowl.

I say, the rotted ones can be tossed out. The soft ones can be made into jam. The fruit flies are just there to eat at the bad. And the sticky mess at the bottom of the bowl...welll that's why there's dishwashers...to help you clean it out.

Carla hasn't done anything outrageous. Just her normal thing. I found out Saturday she was helping the boss. It had to do with where to hang the Husker flag. He thought it would be a good idea to hang it from the wagon in front of the shop. So he had Carla stand on the wagon and hold it.

Trish and Lena were working at the time, and he asked them for their opinion. Lena is 24, still young, still dating the bosses boy. Obviously, she is going to say it looks marvelous. I don't think her opinion should count.

Trish was quiet for a long time. Carla was getting impatient. She hopped down from the wagon and started waving the flag around. The boss (Lord I've got to think of a fake name for him) jokingly told her to run back and forth see if she can get customers to come in.

By God she did it. Not without announcing she would have to hold her boobs to keep them from bouncing around. So she's holding onto her chest with one hand, waving the flag with the other and running up and down the sidewalk.

Trish started laughing. Carla looked like a dork. Then she looked at the boss and told him that the flag on the wagon looks like her kids came up with the idea. Needless to say rhe flag isn't on the wagon. Trish now thinks that she can keep her temper if she recalls Carla ruinning with the flag.