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OPENING A CAN OF WORMS
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OPENING A CAN OF WORMS Hello! Come on in! I just finished grinding some DON FRANCISCO'S 100% Colombia Supremo coffee beans...Here, smell....Isn't that a delicious aroma ? Sit down, make yourself comfortable while I brew this fresh coffee, I bet you'll love it! I'm glad y'all dropped by because I've been pondering something and you're just the person to ask about it.. Do you know the expression "Opening a can of worms?"-- You know, telling a little bit of a secret that leads to a whole string of deception and lies.... Well, it's my belief that just about EVERYBODY has a secret can of worms tucked somewhere in their heart.. Do you? Do you have a secret? Do you have a secret you're afraid to tell your husband or wife, or boyfriend-girlfriend? Are you afraid to tell it because it would lead to the opening of a whole "Pandora's Box" of lies and things you don't want to let out of your past? Maybe it has to do with things you did as a with one of your cousins? Sexual things? (I love hearing about that stuff). I bet it's something like a REALLY BIG can of worms, like a whole string of shop lifting events when you were in high school, or lies you told about your sister's drug use to ruin her pristine reputation because you've always secretly disliked her. Something you did with a brother? Like breaking into neighbor's houses when you knew they were on vacation? Come on tell me! You know I won't tell anyone. I'm good at keeping secrets. While you're drinking your coffee, and that secret of yours is getting ready to pop out of your heart and into my ears, let me tell you about a can of worms I once stumbled on, and saw the lid ripped off the can, right in front of my eyes. I've already told you how I traveled to California fresh from my discharge from the Army in 1959. I'd never been to the West coast, and neither had anyone I knew ever been here. Some of my relatives in Connecticut actually thought California was another country-- like part of Mexico! --Duh! (That was my Aunt Cate, my mother's older sister...Cate never graduated from high school and was a sweet pretty woman, but when you turned her flashlight on, you found the batteries were mostly dead. The first week I was in L.A. I met the woman I would marry 6 months later. I'd just turned 23, and Romyna was 17. She was a tall, lovely Mexican national from Tampico, and it was a storybook "love at first sight" for both of us. Romyna's mother was a PSYCHIC who actually made her living in THAT spooky manner. Maria had brought her three daughters, Romyna, Martha, and Patricia into the U. S. illegally when they were just babies. It was love at first sight for Romyna and me. It was lust at first sight too. We were married in Las Vegas 6 months after we'd met, and Romyna was already pregnant. I got a job in a large insurance company dealing in real estate insurance. Romyna worked in a printing company where she had "a girl friend" who worked with her, and they were very close. Within a year of our marriage we had a home in a nice section of the San Fernando Valley, (with a huge mortgage, and a small swimming pool in the backyard that leaked like a cracked bowl and never held water. Romyna had given birth to our , who's now in his fifties. One night as Romyna and I were eating a quiet dinner, Romyna made a slip of the tongue about the girl she worked with. I'd met the girl many times. Martha was the girl's name, and Martha had a baby -- Isabella. I liked Martha a lot, and Martha's cute baby, Isabella was only a little over a year old at that time. To make a very long story as short as possible, Martha was ACTUALLY Romyna's younger sister, and ISABELLA was my wife's !! WHAT A CAN OF WORMS! When I met Romyna she was only 17 and had already given birth to a baby! Of course I came to accept Martha, and Isabella, and a lot of things about Romyna that were opened when that first can of worms had its lid pried off. There were things about Romyna and her family that to my"White Bread" ears were astonishing. So, what about you? The coffee's great isn't it? Would you like a second cup? I can tell by the look on your face that you're gonna' tell me now, aren't you? Come on! Confession's good for the soul! Think of the secrets I've told YOU. by david stardust...August 24, Wednesday morning...,   |
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it's been awhile since i've left you any comments so. here i am. lol but I can't add much to this post other then to say HI.D. I don't drink coffee and I've no can of worms...........................boring I know.
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ty for the enjoyable coffee this morning reading this David. I think everyone has one secret they have not told and will not tell.. It seems secrets will always come out sooner or later in the end hugsssss V
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ty for the enjoyable coffee this morning reading this David. I think everyone has one secret they have not told and will not tell.. It seems secrets will always come out sooner or later in the end hugsssss V Become a blog watcher sweet_vm
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it's been awhile since i've left you any comments so. here i am. lol but I can't add much to this post other then to say HI.D. I don't drink coffee and I've no can of worms...........................boring I know. silky... 
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