Today I opened the office fridge and– much to my surprise and delight– encountered a bag of cherries. Big, ripe cherries. The best kind. (I think size does matter, with cherries.) (This whole post is a fantasia of “that’s what she said.”)
This is not the kind of thing I expect on a random Tuesday in December. (Is this cherry season?) (Does it matter, in these modern times?) I was VERY happy. So excited. It doesn’t take much, on a Tuesday.
Also, the cherries were adjacent to some “virgin lemonade.” That kinda made me giggle. (And smile because I like lemonade… not sure what makes it virgin, though. Pure lemons?) (Not sure if I’ve had “virgin lemonade” before. HA.)
Don’t read this, moms.