Bettie’s going to put up a batch of canned salsa for me tomorrow.  I helped out by chopping up some onions tonight.

Been a long time since I chopped up onions.

Been a real long time since I chopped up a purple onion that made my eyes water so bad I had teardrops on my shirt, and puddles of eye-juice inside my glasses.

So if you’re ever in a position to want to make sure the rest of your day goes better after a certain point, and you can’t locate any frogs to eat, cut up a purple onion.  Breathe in a lot of fumes.

The remains of the day will be sweet in proportion.