Hot potatoes
Nov. 4th, 2004 08:55 amMy children marvel at how hot I will drink my tea (doesn't that burn your tongue?) and my preference for very hot, still sizzling food (How can you eat that? It's too hot!) as well as my ability to flip hot pancakes off of their warming tray in the oven onto their plate with my bare hands. I do not hesistate to wet my fingers and snuff out a glowing candle wick, or to test the iron to see if it is hot enough.
But the hot potato topics that have been bouncing around in our community here with morals, religions and politics are enough to make me reach for the heavy-duty oven mitts and then some. This place needs a box of baking soda on the grease fire, a shot from a fire-extinguisher and a lot of soothing ice-cubes for a while.
I haven't said much through all of it, choosing to rant to my computer, my furniture and occasionally my kids instead of rocking a boat that already looks likes its on high seas and shipping water fast. So instead of continuing the storm, might I offer a quiet dock to tie to, and a bucket to bail with?
No hot potatoes here. Maybe mashed, with butter, after they've had some time to cool, but not now.
But the hot potato topics that have been bouncing around in our community here with morals, religions and politics are enough to make me reach for the heavy-duty oven mitts and then some. This place needs a box of baking soda on the grease fire, a shot from a fire-extinguisher and a lot of soothing ice-cubes for a while.
I haven't said much through all of it, choosing to rant to my computer, my furniture and occasionally my kids instead of rocking a boat that already looks likes its on high seas and shipping water fast. So instead of continuing the storm, might I offer a quiet dock to tie to, and a bucket to bail with?
No hot potatoes here. Maybe mashed, with butter, after they've had some time to cool, but not now.