Clearly, I need a handler. Daily, I prove myself incapable of handling even the most mundane of tasks, such as preparing a pitcher of Black Cherry Kool-Aid at 10:45pm.
When I got up this morning, there was a suspicious pink tint to everything on the counter next to the sink. It I don't figure it out until I blew my nose after sneezing - as I tossed the tissue into the trash, I realize that it's PINK. Pink? Not red, like I've got a nosebleed, but Barbie-doll pink.
I blow my nose again, more pink. Lots of pink.
It dawns on me that I am snorting out Kool-aid. Apparently I managed to inhale a cloud of Kool-aid particles last night while making the danged stuff.
I suppose that also explains the odd fruity smell to everything.