I picked one of these up at Williams-Sonoma. It’s like that onion chopper as seen on TV and in supermarkets, but it works.
The cutting edges are sharp, it’s pretty easy to clean, and it has made a lot of my cutting jobs go a lot faster. It works on everything I’ve tried, including strawberrries. Loveitloveitloveit.
We love Toby, we really do, but she is not the brightest crayon in the box. She laid down to relax by the pond.
I kid you not, she never noticed her tail was in the water. She never bothered to wash it, either. Well into the night, it was still damp. And the only reason she got up and got her tail out was that she was irritated by everyone laughing at her.
Partly because I heard a song with this in it, partly because I’m still suffering from last night’s American Idol songwriting winner.
What happens if all your dreams come true?
All your dreams have come true, now you have nothing left to anticipate or strive towards. Audrey says “you come up with new ones,” but doesn’t that defeat the purpose?
Worse still, what if someone else makes all your dreams come true?
Not only did everything you ever wanted get presented to you, but you had nothing to do with getting it. Or, if you’re a person who truly thinks it’s a good thing for someone else to make your dreams come true, what do you do now? Wait for this person to come up with new ones for you? Come up with some more for a different person to fulfill for you? Move the goalposts and make this person fulfill any new dreams you come up with?
Without your dreams, you have no purpose. Without your dreams, you’re stuck in real life without relief. Without dreams, you’ve reached the end of a life worth living.
If all my dreams were fulfilled, it would be awful. I can only hope that I’d come up with new ones, maybe some impossible ones, before the despair killed me. Any song that says “you made all my dreams come true” sounds like a terrible thing, not a happily-ever-after ending, IMO.