Balance. That’s what we need.
This blog needs more red, I’ve always thought.
There’s a lot of black but hardly any red. That’s good in the financial world I suppose, but around here we aren’t in the financial world. We’re in Blogland. And around here, anything goes.
I was in the bathr laboratory earlier today, trying to come up with an anti-negativity potion, as you do. For this mystical potion, copious amounts of beetroot were needed (with other top-secret ingredients) to get the binding element to set.
I was blending the ingredients in the half-invisible bucket when I suddenly had the urge to sneeze. Confounded hay fever strikes at any time. Unusual for it to do so in the bath lab, I must add, unless it was a reaction to the rare beetroot pollen that’s been recently discovered. You may have heard about it on the news.
Anyway, beetroot pollen aside, the sneeze was one of those triple-effort affairs, that became louder and more physical with each sneeze. I shuddered after the last sneeze, which literally blew my sock off as my right leg thrust forward as though it had a mind of its own (Lucky for me I was in stockinged-feet at the time. Goodness only knows what would have happened had I been wearing my hiking boots!) I had to breathe in deeply afterwards to regain my breath.
No sooner had I done so, I glanced in the mirror and the sight took my breath away again.
The vapours of the concoction I’d inhaled have turned me bright red.
I’m now kneeling here, typing this and casting a nice cosy rosy glow all around the room, reminiscent of a winter’s evening fireside scene.
Hopefully, the effects of the vapours are only temporary, and I’ll be able to go shopping tomorrow. If not, I’ll have to come up with a reason for my new skin tones… I can’t see anybody buying the anti-negativity angle.
Ah, Blogland… you may be able to help. Hypothetically, if you suddenly turned bright red, how would you explain it away? Please leave your suggestions in the comments below. I may need to use one; you never know…