Then the inside of my head started to burn, just a little.
I ran into the kitchen, spit the mouthful of half-chewed trail mix into the sink, and rinsed my mouth with water a few billion times. How could raspberries taste so awful?
Once I explained what the heck I was doing to my husband and retraced my steps, I found that one of the sad sanitizer bottles, in a desperate bid for attention, had popped its cap and leaked a little bit onto the table. I picked up a small blob of the goo when I got the list, which I then rolled my almonds and raisins in when I switched hands.
I can now say several things with certainty: 1) it takes about three days to not taste raspberry hand sanitizer with every bite of food, 2) my sinuses were germ-free for the first time in years and 3) Robert Downey, Jr. is still dreamy, no matter how out of the loop I am.
Adrienne Martini is a freelance writer, instructor at the State University College at Oneonta, mom to Maddy and Cory, wife to Scott, and author of “Sweater Quest.” Her columns can be found at www.thedailystar.com/parentingimperfect.