Jarring moment... In an instant--a veritable blink-of-an-eye--it
happened. While engaged in the pedestrian task of placing dishes from the
dishwasher back onto the shelves--the very essence of mundane domesticity, I
perchanced to nudge a clean and empty little jelly jar from its place upon the
uppermost shelf with a classic, newly sanitized Tupperware container. Before I
could say "lickity-split" or "Holy hasenpfeffer" the small
glass receptacle had launched and was careening down toward the granite counter
and certain disaster. But
wait! Eye's tightly shut in
anticipation of shattered and flying glass and the sound of crystal
breaking--all I heard was a muted phthumph! "What ho?" says I. And there it was, the savior of the day! A once perfectly formed rectangular
prism of butter--reduced to creamy, light-yellow splat. But not glass was broken--the butter
had given itself complete to save the jar.
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