white MAGICAugust 21, 2011
Wondering today why white
scares so many people.
I have lived with color, and
I have found it easy
to live with white.
So many folks
have walked through our door
announcing some version of
"dude, this would NEVVVVVER fly
at our place with our family."
But white has served us well.
There WAS that regrettable
DAY OF TERROR
back in '01.
You don't wanna hear bout that.
It was the worst of times.
New creamy white carpet
was installed downstairs.
A few days later the husband and I contracted
a parasite and were semi-bedridden.
It wasn't Mexico.
It was bad restaurant chicken.
Our 9-year old felt "bored"
and while unsupervised, mindlessly
pinched a mini suction cup
all about his lovely face leaving it
a terrifyingly mottled, hickey hot mess
(the bloody spots remained for 7 days).
Out of frustration for the suction sin,
that son whipped with fury
down one flight of stairs.
Did I mention he was a gifted pitcher?
Gardener & Marks
Magic 8-Balls are
chock full of turquoise ink.
So with the pitch, it ricocheted
off the wall and exploded,
causing 8-ball blue blood
to spurt wildly east and west...
on spankin new far-out white carpet.
Perhaps it was our parasitic natures
which prevented us from
noting the irony and humor then
of our son's internally bleeding face
and that of the evil unhinged 8-ball.
It took only a few years of scrubbing,
bleaching, and oxidizing to erase
most of the blue sin.
What we learned today:
White. is. magic.
Except when it's not.
linking with these lovelies
White nightmares to share?
Any white phobics lurking?
Do you love bleach like I do?
Have an imperfect child?