A Master Gardener, I Am Not… But I’m Getting Better

Every afternoon, I rush to the boy’s house.  I can’t wait to get there.  I pull in the drive way and I’m excited.  As I get out of my cursed car, I almost skip to the carport and as I round the truck corner I’m giddy in anticipation.

Most of you probably think that I’m excited to see the boy after a long day’s work and don’t get me wrong.  It’s exciting to see him too, to see him smile, and ask me how my day was.  Because you know what?  He’s that kind of guy.  He asks me every single day how my day at work was.  Every day.  He never forgets.  Sometimes it’s after the chaos settles down, but he asks.  I like that.

But no, I’m not excited when I hop out of the car to see him, I mean, I am… I should probably stop now before I find myself in a HUGE dog house… but I’m excited about seeing if there are any new blooms on the things that I’ve planted, watered, fertilized and otherwise drove the boy crazy with over the last few weeks.

The annuals that I bought at the nursery were blooming when I bought them… it’s the help me plants that I bought and the bulbs that I bought.  I want to see them grow and I’m not patient.  If there is something good about not going to the boy’s house every day it’s that I am convinced that when I see the plants on the next visit they will be even bigger.

Tonight I snapped some pictures to show you what I’ve been working on…

Remember the penises?

I’m serious when I state that’s what they looked like… (and oh did Pastor Man have a field day with that post…  I told him to leave me alone since my writing was finally coming back…)

See?

Tell me that doesn’t look like a little penis…

You can’t… because it does!  But ya wanna know what it looks like now?

That’s the start of my begonias.  I’m so excited!

But I bought some help me plants too… like the Boob Daisy.  Ok, so I call it that because they came in the pink bucket with the little pink ribbon from the breast cancer foundation. And I figured it would sound cooler if I was planting penises and boobs. Heh.

Anywho, they were not looking so great when I bought them at 75% off… I loved them but they cost $10… and I’m cheap.  So I paid a whopping $2.50.  Wanna see what they look like now?

There are blooms everywhere beneath those leaves and I’m just so tickled.

And here are some other things that I’ve planted…

New Guinea Impatiens

Lollipop Gerbera Daisies

Wave Petunias and oh these colors didn’t come through as bright and prettiful as they actually are!

Petunias… and these were help me’s too… 50 cents a piece!  And they are GROWING!!

Ok, so there’s nothing there right now… but there will be.  Five different kinds of geraniums and Canna Wyomings…

One day, they will look like this… except in the spot that I the boy planted them.  He even put a worm in every hole.  I didn’t think that was such a big deal but I was told that the worms dig through the soil and make it better.  Who knew?  But anywho… what they are going to look like?

But there’s no picture of the other ones… I guess they don’t have them anymore for sale… so I don’t even know what they are supposed to look like.  I hope they are pretty.  Well, they were in the picture, or I wouldn’t have bought them…

Now, go back up to that picture of the dirt.  See the back there?  At the top?  I weeded all that.  Without being asked. Just because I was trying to be nice and help the boy.  Two days later?

I still have dirt under my nails and I can’t seem to get it out.  But weeding?

That’s tiring.

And gross.

When did I turn into such a girl?

I’ll tell you when…

Here…

When I parked my big butt in that chair and WATCHED the boy weed and dig up those two raised beds.  I asked if it was okay.  He said that it was.  And there I sat.  Supervising.

I felt terrible… for a little.

But the view was nice. Heh.

Anywho… I’m getting the hang of this…and the rest of my stuff will be here today.  So I’ll the boy will be out there planting some more.

I’m so excited!

So there you have it.  I’m getting things done…

Wonder if the Master Gardener’s will ask me to speak on my extensive knowledge of growing penises and boob plants?

Until next time…