Antioxidant Little Pricks

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During a trip to Sedona, AZ a few years ago, my husband coaxed me into going on a hike. Now, don’t get me wrong, I love beautiful scenery, going for long walks with my husband and Sedona happens to be one of my favorite places to visit. However, hiking in the hot desert wasn’t on my list of things to do. Seeing as my husband didn’t wince, complain or roll his eyes when I dragged him through more than one craft, jewelry and pottery shop in Sedona, I agreed to the hike.

We joined a group led by a tour guide. Allegedly this guide told everyone to be careful of the cholla cactus that surrounded the trail. Allegedly the guide made it clear that should a person be stuck by a spine from the cactus it would be incredibly painful. Allegedly the guide also said to not go wandering off by ourselves and to take extra caution when taking pictures, so one does not fall into the cactus.

I say allegedly, because I don’t recall all these instructions.

I admit, I wasn’t giving the tour guide’s speech my full attention. It wasn’t my fault. This guide had a monotone voice—-the same kind my high school math teacher had—–which had me excelling in daydreaming 101 and summer school for math. The guide also didn’t speak loud enough to drown out the characters that reside in my head, who were telling me to dig out my mini-tape-recorder and record notes. Writers are notorious for note taking. We like to keep these memories on paper, in case we can work them into a novel.

Admit it. How many of you REALLY pay attention when the flight attendant is giving all those hand-waving instructions on the plane? Are you really listening to everything the tour guide says in a museum? Your mind wanders and you’re thinking of how to plot a murder, interesting places to hide a body, or what kind of clothes a hooker in the 18th century would have worn at the location you’re visiting, right?

Okay, maybe it’s just me. But I digress.

Hiking to the top was a lot of fun, and I enjoyed myself more than I thought I would. I was chatting with my husband and with other people in the group, but I kept getting shushed because everyone wanted to listen to the guide drone on about something or other. I decided to take a slight detour so I could take a few pictures.

I backed up, because I wanted to get a shot of the scene up ahead on top. I heard my husband calling my name and telling me to come back and to…WATCH. OUT.

Too late.

I fell backward and landed on my behind on top of a  cholla cactus plant.

Pricks.

I screamed as if I were going to audition for the next Chucky Horror movie.

The pain. Was. Horrific.

And this coming from someone who has a high pain tolerance.

My husband came to help me up and then said we needed to get down the trail as fast as possible. Fast? He wanted me to rush down the trail with these little pricks stuck in my ass? I just wanted to pluck them out.

He told me we couldn’t do that, because as the guide had said at the beginning that if someone were to touch the cactus and get stuck with a needle, the person removing the needles needed to wear gloves.

Obviously (and thankfully), my husband paid attention to the initial instructions.

Loudly cursing in a few different languages, using words I probably wouldn’t even write, let alone say out loud, we made our way to the bottom of the trail, arriving at the Ranger’s station.

My husband rushed in, explained what had happened to me and asked if there was a private room available and some rubber gloves.

The woman inside was chuckling. Even though I was in pain, traumatized and knew that sitting down wasn’t an option, thanks to the little pricks, I was lucid enough to clearly hear the laughter in this woman’s voice.

Bitch.

There was no where for me to strip down, there were no rubber gloves available.

Now, I ask you, if this is a concern in this area, wouldn’t they have a private room stocked with rubbers for all those pricks?

I had to lay down in the back seat of the car, face down, until we got back to our resort.

I didn’t look up at the ceiling for a few days. I prefer laying on my tummy anyway, and eating standing up isn’t such a bad thing for a day or two.

So, I guess you’re wondering what does any of this have to do with Tasty Tuesday and a recipe?

In spite of those little pricks literally giving me a pain in the ass, I love prickly pears. They’re one of my favorite fruits.

For this week’s Tasty Tuesday recipe, I’m sharing a prickly pear cactus banana smoothie.

It’s chock full of antioxidants, delicious, refreshing and if you want, you could even add some vodka or gin to the juice for a healthy cocktail…well, healthy, depending on how many you throw back.

Prickly Pear Smoothie

Ingredients:

1 Banana, cut in half

2 Prickly Cactus Pears, peeled and chopped

1/2 cup orange juice

1 cup water

1/2 pint frozen vanilla yogurt

1 cup of ice cubes

Directions:

Put the banana, cactus pears and orange juice in a blender and puree.

Then add the frozen yogurt, water, ice cubes and blend until smooth.

Most prickly pears you buy in the store will already have the spines removed, but in case they don’t, here is a link that will explain how to do it.

http://www.wikihow.com/How-to-Eat-Prickly-Pear-Cactus

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27 thoughts on “Antioxidant Little Pricks

    • Thanks, F! I can always look back (no pun intended) and laugh about these things. Lesson learned. Pay attention to instructions. LOL This is one of my favorite smoothies, and if you add some protein powder, it’s a quick replacement meal.

  1. Hi Selena…. I loved Sedona too! I got a beautiful silver bracelet there! Weren’t we discussing our love for jewelry?
    OWIE……I saw prickly pears there, your story was really not funny ( it was, but I don’t want to joke about your pain) they are beautiful! I saw the drinks too, but where do you get prickly pears on the east coast?
    I would make sure the next time you go, you ” have rubbers for those little pricks”. ROTFL

    • Hey, Pat, I got some beautiful turquoise jewelry in Sedona, and of course silver. We were there another time (after the prick fiasco) when they had the Red Rock Festival of Lights. Simply breathtaking.

      Did you go to the Saloon there and eat some cactus? They are so delicious as well.

      I’ve bought prickly pears in our local market. I think these are shipped in though, I doubt they are local Check your local farmer’s market, they’ll tell you when they’re available in your area.

      It’s okay to LOL at this situation, I take full responsibility for not paying attention.

      But I still think they need to have rubbers available at the Ranger’s station. LOL

      Thanks for dropping by.

  2. LOL! Great story Selena! Sorry for you pain but thanks for sharing. I’m the same way, I have such a short attention span for mind numbing speeches. I want to pay attention but my mind wanders to something I find more interesting or I people watch. Luckily my husband and son listen a lot more closely to those things and they keep me on task. Smoothie sounds wonderful I’ll have to see if I can find those pears where I am. 🙂

    • Hi, Heidi, thanks for stopping by.

      I’m glad to meet another woman who has SASS (Short Attention Span & Sexy) I think we should use this acronym on T-shirts and people would wonder what it means. LOL

      I’m also the same way with long printed instructions. I just hand them over to my husband, tell him to read it and then explain to me.

      If you find some prickly pears, they are delicious to eat just chopped up, and there are recipes to cook with them.

      We need all the healthy antioxidant little pricks we can get. 🙂

  3. Selena, I can only assume that this is the cactus story of which we spoke? As I assumed, waaaay more interesting than mine lol! 🙂 and the drink looks great too!

    • Hi, Stephanie, thanks for popping in. Yes, this is the cactus story I was talking about. 🙂

      Still would love to hear your cactus story. Have one of these drinks so we can all say, we are full of antioxidant pricks. LOL

  4. Nothing like a little pain in your arse to ruin a good time huh? Sorry for the incident, but I can relate. It is awfully hard to listen to someone speaking in monotone, no matter how interesting the subject matter may be. The smoothie sounds delish! Was this a recipe you had prior to your prick incident or developed while your mind was wandering or through the voices in your head?

    • Hi, Moira, thanks for dropping by.

      I’ve always loved prickly pears since I was young. The smoothie is a new way for me to utilize them, ever since smoothies became popular and so easy to make.I take full credit, because my characters who speak to me have to listen to ME. I’m their boss! LOL

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  6. I guess it’s not nice to laugh at your story, but it got me to chuckling, all the same. Not for your pain, of course, but for how you got into that “prick-dikerment” in the first place.

    I hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon in August, so I understand how the heat can make you kinda nutty. I’m sure that’s why this happened to you. It wasn’t your fault – it was the desert’s for having those nasty cactus in the first place.

    • Apparently, you are there in spirit with me, so I am blaming you. LOL I don’t make cheesecake, but I know you do. You should post a cheesecake recipe and reminisce about our NYC adventure, trying to find you a piece of authentic NY cheesecake. LOL

    • Hi, Denise, thanks for stopping by.

      I love love Sedona, and after being there a few times, I want to go back. Hubby likes it too, but he’s a water man, he loves being near the ocean or some sort of body of water. We shall alternate, desert one year, water next year. 🙂

  7. Bwahahahha. Sorry Selena, that just slipped out. You shouldadd a prickly pear to your “garden”. 🙂 I just bought a Nutri-bullet last night. So I will be trying out this recipe.

    • LOL Hi, CG, thanks for stopping by.

      I wish those little pricks had slipped out just as easily, but they were a SOB to take out, one at a time. Thankfully, I have a patient husband who ignored all my cursing.

      If I could grow them, they would be a welcome erotic addition to our garden.

      I’ve never heart of a Nutri-bullet? Sounds intriguing and naughty. 😉

  8. A nutri-bullet is kind of like a juicer but better. It pulverizes the fruit and veggies so there is no pulp left over. Google it and watch the video. I sure hope it works like it shows.

    • Thanks, CG. I have a Vita Mix, which does the same thing.

      I’m just NOT going to make blueberry juice in it any more. I put in my blueberries and filtered water, and the lid was tightened and my kitchen ended up looking like Barney had the runs. LOL

      Let me know how you like your nutri-bullet. I’m all about the kitchen gadgets.

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