When we first moved into our house in Texas, I was delighted to find a lime tree in the back yard. I LOVED that lime tree and made excellent use of its fruit. We used the limes for guacamole, chicken-lime pasta, margaritas, salsa... etc.
Y'all... I was in lime heaven.
Then one day Louie brought my bliss to a horrible conclusion. My lime-tree heaven came crashing down around me with this one sentence:
"Mom, the limes have turned ORANGE"!
So, to answer a few questions:
1) No, the "lime-juice" did not taste odd at all. Apparently, unripe oranges are a great substitute for mature limes. Who knew?
2) Yes, I did think my "limes" were a little oddly shaped. I made a mental note to look up what kind of lime is more of a sphere-shape than the traditional oval variety we see at the grocery store.
3) Yes, the boys still tease me about my citrus-dyslexia-disorder. I remind them it is unkind to tease the mentally disabled.
4) Yes, I have grown weary of the boys holding up a fully ripe orange and cutely saying "look mom... a lime". It was funny the first 300 times... now not so much! But it's okay because they have progressed onto other fruit. Now they hold up a cantaloupe and call it a watermelon. I.AM.IN.HELL!
5) Yes, I do realize this topic has now come full circle. Seems I have been pushing lime over orange for years now. You can read all about that here.
One day I really DO want a lime tree. I dream of fresh lime in my guacamole. I remember my days in lime-tree heaven fondly; where there are plenty of limes that are green... and oval... and tasty. For awhile I had it all.
It has occurred to me there might possibly be some sort of Biblical lesson here. Something about being IN the world but not OF the world. I think being a lime on an orange tree is a perfect metaphor for standing firm in life as a Christian and going against the sinful nature of the world.
That's it... I HAVE GIVEN MY CHILDREN A LIFE LESSON! Now who's the not-so-bright one?
That is all...
Wednesday, July 26, 2017
Yes, We Have No Limes
Loretta is the mother of three boys aged 10, 11 and 12, and the author of the upcoming book, "Laughing All The Way To Kindergarten". In addition to keeping up with her crazies, Loretta is a lover of Jesus, hummer of Christian tunes, fan of TexMex, and wearer of leggings. Loretta documents the crazy at www.lorishouseofcrazy.blogspot.com