It's All Fun and Games Until You Have To Make It

"When life hands you lemons, make lemonade." How often have you heard that? For me, every time I hear it is too often. Lemons are bitter, and it hurts to get the juice in a cut or on a sore inside my mouth. They are symbols of a crappy product, in this case, life itself.
Some turn to prayer. Some turn to mind-altering substances of all sorts. Some even hide under the covers in the face of a lemon onslaught, but lemons are inescapable. I hate lemons. My method for making lemonade might well be hurling the despised fruit as hard as I can against a solid object...or person, perhaps.
Lemons suck.
And there's no sugar handy.