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Television has ruined me a little not because I watch too much of it--I don't. The problem is sometimes I forget that what I'm viewing on the screen is make believe.
I was watching a rerun of The Waltons last Saturday. They were having a picnic on the mountain. Everyone in the family was lazing around with their shoes off, eating fried chicken and macaroni salad, while leisurely twirling daisies with their toes. Ah, a picturesque picnic. So I decided that's what I should do that very afternoon. (Remember, I live in Florida. Not to brag, but it was 81 degrees the other day).
First stop, I did a curbside pickup at the market: fried chicken, two deli salads, sliced baby Swiss, a baguette and then I headed for the park. I spread out my blanket under a gorgeous old oak, kicked off my shoes, filled my paper plate and settled in for a nice little lunch. But my picnic didn't quite turn out like the one on Waltons' Mountain. I don't recall John Boy waving his hands around madly in the air trying to chase away pesky, flying varmints. And as for relaxing in the grass with my shoes off, twirling daisies with my toes while soaking up the sun, 'What the heck was I thinking? Of course, the scene in the show was staged.' And reality really set in when red ants invaded and besieged my picnic, and I became their main course.
So, next time I want to picnic, I don't think so. I'll try the beach instead. What's a little sand in my sandwich? I can deal with sand. Flying varmints and red ants, I cannot.
Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.
Suzanne Beecher
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