Sugar and cucumbers

To reminisce,


Things can go from bad to worse, but it's best not to think that way. After having lost keys to a secondary school, my weekend couldn't get any better. This blog isn't to complain about that situation, but rather to remind me, and all of us, to just stick with it.

Comically, depression was setting in as a dreaded confrontation with a strict straight-as-an-arrow principal was on the horizon. How to explain incompetence...hmm. Only about a thousand prepared excuses could do the job. After having visited all my past visited locations, in a 50cm snowstorm I might add, I decided to just let time pass until the inevitable confession of the loss. (By the way, those keys cannot fall into the wrong hands). Since cooking is my favorite thing to do, making stuffed zucchini should have worked beautifully. However, I would suggest never mistaking a cucumber for a zucchini, you won't go far. But hope was not lost. Let's put salt on those cucumbers, and relax yet again. Now. I'm not sure how things go in Iran, but if my very foreign roommate put the sugar in the salt shaker, he sure managed to confuse the hell out of me. Sweetened cucumbers taste brutal by the way. Try that Monday on for size. Miraculously, Tuesday, someone had brought a random set of keys to the school office. I think it was Jesus.