Hmmm... one time it was WAY red. I don't mean like cute Pippi Longstocking or Anne of Green Gables auburn-y red. I mean brick house Elmo with a third degree sunburn Carrottop on 'roids RED. It was kinda like I colored in permanent marker on my head. There are only two pictures with this particular violent shade of cochineal, and every time I run across them, I think, 'Good GOD. That was ruh-ED.'
Have you ever eaten one Poptart in the two Strawberry Frosted Poptart pack and instead of wrapping it up in the cellophane and letting it sit in the cabinet because you're sure you'll eat it 'later' and then 'later' you throw it away, you actually throw it away right then and make sure you put a crumbled up paper towel on top but even then FI still finds it in there and comes out into the living room and says, 'Hey, what's this one Poptart doing in the trash?' and you say, 'Oh, I don't know.' as if the dog just up and went into the kitchen sometime that day and opened up the two Strawberry Frosted Poptart and ate the one and threw it away and you look at her very convincingly but she's looking out the window at something and then ADHD FI follows her eyesight and looks out the window, too, and forgets he asked you the question and you think, 'Saved again by his condition.' and then walks that one stupid Poptart back into the kitchen and you just KNOW he is wrapping it up in the cellophane and saving it for 'later,' but then he comes out into the living room with it and a glass of ice water and eats it while you watch 'My Name Is Earl' and you think, 'Yessssss. Take that, Poptart!'?
[P.S. This post is dedicated to my beloved Fizz.]