Visualize Whirled Peas

My daughter doesn’t like peas. Never has, probably never will. She gets that from her dad. Lima Beans or green beans no problem, but peas…? There’s a reason they call those straw things pea shooters (which are more accurate and less messy if the peas are still frozen, by the way). Yup, you got your whole condiment artillery here: Pea shooters for close range, olives make great sling shot ammo for the mid range engagement, and of course the potato gun for those long range targets. I have nothing against potatoes, but peas and olive have no other use in my life.

There are times in our lives that we are faced with things that we just don’t want to do. We stare ahead with disbelief at what is being required of us. How can we get out of this? How can we get around this? Or when all else fails, how can we swallow without having to taste it at all? What options do we have? We can try to leave the table when no one is looking. But then they just find out you are missing and come and find you. We could hide it and say we are done. But then they just find it later and, you guessed it, come and find you. We could hold our nose and choke it down. Make sure you make a lot of really dramatic sour faces when doing this. It gives you the personal illusion that you are causing guilt in the person that served you this meal.

My preferred method, however, when faced with these situations, is to make pea soup. For some reason, as much as I dislike peas, I really like pea soup. So next time life serves you up a great big helping of peas because “it’s good for you”, do something different! We don’t always have to take life the way it is handed to us. There are things we do just because they need to get done. That doesn’t mean we need to do them in an unpleasant way now does it?