Hello and welcome, I’m Renée Valentina and this is Musing Interruptus. A podcast meant for sharing thoughts, stories, enjoying idiomatic phrases and words in general. You can read along; the transcription is in the description of this episode. The idiomatic expressions are in italics. Try to get the meaning from the context and then look them up to see if you were right. If you like it, share it, but more importantly, continue the conversation. Today, Who Is Drinking All This Lemonade?
Dear listener, you might relate to this. Just maybe. What to do with all those lemons thrown at you, dumped on your head, stuffed in your coat pockets and weighing down your backpacks? Lemons from the bank, lemons from those car people, lemons from work, lemons tossed form the other side of the table, lemons from the student that wants an easy A; family lemons, my friend’s lemons. A juggling act just won’t do. Conventional wisdom would have us make lemonade. The thing is… the thing is, that lemons in any other presentation are still acidic. Too much hurts the tummy, too little, and you’ll find yourself afflicted by scurvy. Argh pirate person.
We need lemons. What is a taco without a few drops of lemon? What is a shot of tequila without a lemon slice or lemon juice chaser?  What kind of chef would you be without a few accidental drops of lemon in the eyes? A chef that can see, and that isn’t distracted. Then again, what is a painter without the lemon yellow or lime green? Missing the point? Me too… Missing, most of all. That is a lemon in itself.
You’ve got to make the best of things. It is what it is. That’s life. Do your best. Everyone lives with the consequences of their decisions. Not making up your mind is a decision too. It’s a lemon. So, what if I make lemonade with all those lemons? I make the best out of the worst of what life has to offer me? Life threw me a curve ball and I got hit in the head. Yeah, I don’t always knock it out of the park. But I digress, that is baseball and this is lemonade. Today, I don’t have the energy or will to look for the silver lining, I’m not much for finding the lesson to become harder, better, and faster. I chose not to, just for today.
I mean, how about I leave some lemons in a crate at my window, for anyone to take, or better yet, on the corner, far away from my front door, where anyone can take those lemons and make lemonade, set up a business, make money, get rich, buy a house, go on trips, save for retirement, study a degree, but art supplies, the expensive ones. Or maybe they are better than you or I, and just give it all away, all that lemonade. Refreshing and full of hope from all those lessons learned.
I’m reminded of Tita from -Como Agua Para Chocolate-, like Water for Chocolate. Her feelings were ingredients and altered her diners in an unexplicable way. As the passive audience to her story, we knew exactly what was happening. It was not magic, it was real. Could our unexpressed lemons become the vessels of the lessons yet to be learned? If you drank the lemonade from my lemons, if you ate the tart desserts, would you benefit from the lessons I should have learned? Continue reading

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