Another Kären Sports Spectacular

Kären recently got blueberry stains on our whitish, probably synthetic, rug from a dentist appointment.  Yep -- a dentist appointment.  The appointment led to a chain reaction that precipitated a sports spectacular rivaling a hail-Mary pass at the final three seconds of a Super Bowl game.

All was normal at the appointment (she only has two cavities) until the dentist's assistant pushed the button to raise the dental chair to a sitting position -- which felt to Kären like she was an astronaut being launched into space -- thus precipitating the onset of Kären's vertigo -- which led to her feeling significantly "off."

So, as she lay on our living room sofa with her head still in orbit the next morning, I brought her a bowl of her favorite cereal topped with blueberries while she scanned the morning world trauma reports on her Apple laptop.  Now, to reduce the weight of that laptop by 0.00002 micro-ounces, engineers have created a thin outer-case made up of nothing but slipperiness, as thin as a puddle of olive oil splashed on our linoleum kitchen floor.  

Thus, when reaching for her bowl of oatmeal topped with a pile of  blueberries -- as she attempted to set her laptop aside, it skidded out of her fingers -- which precipitated her unsuccessfully trying to save the laptop from crashing to the floor -- which precipitated her bowl of cereal topped with blueberries flying into the space over the hand-woven in Denmark wool blanket that covered her at that instant and, coincidentally over our whitish probably synthetic living room rug.

That's when gravity did what gravity was designed to do -- deposit that now upside down bowl of cereal over Kären's favorite blanket, the fawn decoration on her favorite T-shirt and our whitish, probably synthetic, rug carpet with those aerodynamically designed blueberries and, coincidentally, the oatmeal -- which miraculously enabled Kären to forget her vertigo for about 5.67 seconds.  Need I mention that our ensuing cleanup took a shade longer, but that's another story.

Now, the reason I relate this woeful story to you, dear reader, is to inform you of a technique to relieve suffering from any sort of trauma (from spilled blueberries on your probably synthetic whitish rug to misplacing your glasses when you sit down to read the morning trauma on your slippery Apple MacBook Air computer.

Perhaps this is a good post to share a few images of, not our whitish, probably synthetic rug, but Kären photos of blueberries in their natural habitat.

Come on?  That's barely a start.

That's a bit better

I Still think someone was here first.

Nice try, but these are crowberries.

Nope -- red huckleberries.  Only for you if you're color blind.

Now we're talking!