from hell to breakfast: meaning completeness. Similar to ‘Till the cows come home.’
blink of an eye: super fast, a jiffy, in two shakes of a lamb’s tail, a nanosecond
get blood out of a stone: to attempt what is impossible
sweep under the rug: conceal something embarrassing
spur of the moment: unplanned
And that’s exactly what this post is: unplanned! I missed my usual Sunday morning date with WordPress because I was at a farmers market all day, selling books beside a friend selling catnip mice, and schmoozing with other vendors and the public. The sun shone all day, although it was a typical west coast August weather. Cold enough at 7:30 in the morning for tees and jackets and hot enough by noon to strip naked. And then cooled by a sea breeze in late afternoon.
All of the short phrases above are self-explanatory, except perhaps for the first one. I grew up hearing ‘from hell to breakfast’ from my family and hoped to find a fun explanation for where it came from. But no luck.
Now I have to go to work, so no more words this morning. After all, you can’t get blood from a stone!
