I swear, this almost never happens to me. This morning, before work, I cried uncontrollably. It was like floodgates opened, and all the liquid in my body left through my eye holes. Did I have an emotional breakdown because of all the things I can’t tell you about? Nope, it was those damn boiler onions. I was throwing a roast in the crockpot, and for some reason, those little onions hit me wrong. I couldn’t open my eyes for almost five minutes, the sting was so bad. That almost never happens to me, especially with those little onions (now, white onions are a whole different story).\
It wasn’t all bad… now my eyes feel great, perfectly refreshed and ready for a long day of staring at a monitor.
Start The Day With A Good Cry
Now Kevin, I think we can all see that the “onions” were just a metaphor. But I’m still glad to see your getting in touch with your feelings. heehee
Gosh, I thought for sure you would get a bazillion comments with hints on how to not cry when you cut onions.
Wish I had a hint of my own but sadly, I do not cook enough to know of any! 🙂