Sam and I had good days. I finally broke the news to my supervisor that I was taking spring classes, and Sam had success with his measurements in the water tunnel. Sam and I had an agreement if I wasn't going to tell work about wanting to take classes before Thanksgiving then he could get an x-box. That wasn't happening, so I told him if he threatened with a $300 purchase, I deserve some pretzel m&m's for avoiding that bullet! So as we sprinted across the street in the rain to get small treats from a grocery store. However, while meandering in the store looking for a different item, I saw a huge bin full of red plump pomegranates. I was done for. Not a summer-sized joke of the fruit. Full, softball sized gorgeous shiny hard skinned pomegranates. I traded my pretzel M&M's for a pomegranate. If you don't know - I love pomegranates.
For one of my birthdays my parents even bought me a pomegranate bush. It is still there, in the left hand side yard getting the water from the blue-green swamp cooler drain hose. I don't remember getting significant harvests from it, but I remember scooping out the pine needles that accumulated around the base, seeing the gorgeous hibiscus-like blooms, and getting so excited for the small pre-pomegranate beginnings. I eat my pomegranates somewhat particularly. Sam thinks I'm weird, but I eat the entire arils. Sam eats them by sucking the juice out and spitting out the actual seed. He gets bored after a couple, makes a face and is done. But I could eat these for days...Plus ever since I got a CAT scan a couple of days ago, I'm convinced my cancer risk has gone up and I'll die in a few weeks without loads of fresh fruits, veggies and abundant antioxidants. X-rays have always kinda freaked me out. I've had probably hundreds, but seriously does the technician have to leave the room? Seriously? I'm the one on the table bud! Thanks a ton...While I was little I would get nervous. I still get a little nervous. Especially with the "warning radiation" flashing light. Goodness, like I already don't know I'm going to get cancer...
Back to the issue at hand. I immediately came home, pulled out a cutting board and cut into the firm rosy exterior to reveal....black and brown rotting avrils. Half the entire hemisphere was rotten! No indications of abuse on the outside. Still desperate for my pomegranate, I ran back in the now heavier rain, to talk to customer service. GIANT is a great store, and immediately apologized and said they'd give me my twice my money back and a two free pomegranates. So they went to the bin to check if there were any more bad ones....and they were all bad. They said nothing like this had every happened. My poor taste-buds. I could not satisfy my hankering! They were so good about it, and gave me a $10 gift certificate for my trouble, but I am yet without a delicious pomegranate.
Maybe I'll have a blueberry/banana/milk/honey smoothie to cheer myself up, and make sure I don't sprout an extra limb from my radiation overdose. :(
