So, here we are, day two of Lent, day two of my assignment. The first blog was easy, it was a simple idea, sacrifice or goal, and I picked goal, or perhaps it picked me. Either way, here we are, on day two, and I have no clue what to write about, this might be harder than I originally thought, and to be honest I thought it would be quite difficult.
[someone pointed out that their are actually more than 40 days in Lent because Sundays don't count in the 40, which is odd, I mean shouldn't Sundays count, especially for Lent? This means, in essence that I could skip a few days and still be o.k. but I would hate to skip day two...I might need those days later]
So, I made salsa this evening and came to two realizations. First, I didn't buy enough tomatoes, so my salsa currently tastes like onion and cilantro, both flavors I like, but its not quite right for my salsa. Secondly, I have come to understand the hazards of working with Jalapeno peppers. This is not my first time making homemade salsa, but it is the first time I have actually used a Jalapeno, I usually just add hot sauce to give it the kick, but this time I decided to do it the old fashioned way. To that end I bought a Jalapeno and cut it up, removing the seeds, because as the Food Network has taught me, the heat is in the seeds. What they forgot to mention is that you should wash your hands thoroughly before touching anything else.
To that end my nose was a little itchy so I itched my nose, big mistake, because then my nose was on fire and just kept getting worse. I asked Mary for help so she scoured the internet and gave me some options. After putting my finger in vinegar, milk, and finally lemon juice and then rubbing said substance on my nose the pain finally subsided. The same cannot be said for my thumb. I don't know if I had a small cut under my thumbnail, or if a microscopic piece got stuck there, or if the Jalapeno gods are just playing a cruel trick on me, but whatever the reason my thumb hurts and I have soaked it in the three aforementioned ingredients with nary a change. The pain goes away for as long as the thumb is soaking and then comes back a few minutes after I stop the soaking.
So, as I am typing this my thumb is sending messages to my brain that go something like this, "HELP!!! Call 911, call the Fire Department, soak me in milk ALL NIGHT!!!" Of course none of these things is going to happen, so my hope is that sooner or later the pain will cease and normalcy will be restored in my pain preceptors. Until then I just struggle on, typing letter by letter in sweet agony.
To all of you who have joined me on my 40 day [or so] journey I just wanted to say thanks, it means a lot that there are as many people who seem interested in the ramblings of this mess of a man. I hope that I have brought you an occasional smile, deep thought, or just caused you to question my sanity, and I hope that it has been enough for you to continue on the journey with me. It might just be a community of me typing and you reading, but I appreciate it all none-the-less. Until next time, i.e. tomorrow.
Peace and Love,
Pastor K
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