When Life Throws You Lemons...

M'Lady and I were returning with our dinner this evening when we happened onto something I have not seen since we moved to the country. Two young ladies were sitting on the lawn of their home with a sign which announced they had "Lemonade For Sale". Now, I must admit that I am a sucker for little kids selling lemonade/Kool-aid and frequently buy all of it from them, thereby reinforcing an early favorable capitalistic experience.

However, these two young ones were is a particularly tough area to even make a sale, positioned as they were on a lightly traveled, 50 MPH country road. So we were a ways down the road by the time we fully comprehended what we had actually seen. We turned around and headed back, pulled into the driveway and parked. I talked with their father, who seemed to be relieved that someone had actually stopped. I commented on the difficulties inherent in their location and said that anyone one that stuck it out in the face of those odds deserved to be rewarded. He told me the girls set up the stand on every really hot summer day (it was close to 100 F today) and really enjoyed doing it.

While I chatted with Dad, M’Lady found out that the lemonade had been marked down from the original price of 25 cents and was now on sale for 10 cents a glass. What a deal! So we bought three glasses to drink on the way home.

And, of course, M’Lady gave them $5.00.

Did I mention that I’m a sucker for little kids selling lemonade?