- Comment that you want to plant some flowers. Endure the remarks that you will kill anything you plant.
- Make a trip to Home Depot not long after comment and see gladiola bulbs. Endure another comment by husband about how you will kill them. Decide to get them anyway - despite the sighing and rolled eyes husband gives you.
- Plant gladiola bulbs. While waiting for bulbs to grow, endure comments that you probably planted the bulbs upside down and that you have killed them already.
- Notice that 2-3 weeks later that gladiola bulbs ARE indeed growing. Get really excited, make numerous comments of your own that they are growing. Show husband the area you planted them in order to give him proof that you do not kill ALL green things.
- Mow lawn several weeks later. Have husband weed eat/trim while doing so. Finish mowing front yard and stop to pull any weeds that are amongst your gladiolas - notice that one of the gladiolas looks like a rabbit had munched on it.
- Look at husband weed eating/trimming. Look at gladiola. Think to yourself that you have never heard of anyone say rabbits got ahold of their gladiolas. Look back at husband weed eating/trimming. Decide it was husband's fault that the gladiola ain't looking so great.
- Stop what you are doing. Go get husband and bring him back to the gladiola area. Point to shredded gladiola. Firmly tell your husband that WAS a gladiola.
- Have husband's eyes get big - have husband curse and defend himself by saying he thought it was a weed. Have husband hurriedly go back to weed-eating/trimming.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
How to Strike Fear in the Eyes of Your Husband
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9 comments:
I had my lily of the valley dug up because he swore that was not where I had planted them, although it was. Men.
Dee Anna
In my defense, Lisa has no proof that her gladiolas are spouting. How does she know that they *aren't* weeds, there are no flowers on those things. Kill em all, I say, before they spread like wildfire...
Oh and Dee Anna, in response yto you comment, I offer this retort... "girls."
LMAO this is priceless!!!!!!
by the way, forgive the typos from my previous post... my eyes were still watering from whacking the weeds.
Sara, if you think this blog was priceless, you should have seen the look on Lisa's face when she realized that one of her priceless flowerless gladiolas had been whacked... lol
Step nine, roll on floor while cackling hysterically.
Back at point #6... I took the liberty of googling "rabbits eating gladiolas" and found a couple of things. #1, your blog post was the third listing, congrats, I guess that makes you semi famous, right? :) #2, rabbits DO indeed eat gladiolas!
AHA! I am vindicated...
Sara, if you think this blog was priceless, you should have seen the look on Lisa's face when she realized that one of her priceless flowerless gladiolas had been whacked... lol
Dear Hubby,
Remember typing that? You outed yourself at that point my dear - I do not believe any rabbit gnawed on them =P
But, thanks for making me feel good about bein' the 3rd listed when typing in "rabbits eating gladiolas" lol
um, I meant "whacked" in the "Soprano's" kinda way, you know, like "Joey Gladiolas got whacked by Jimmy Bunny Ears. He sleeps wid da fishes now. Fuggidaboudit!"
Surely, you believe that, right?
Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your older articles are not as good as newer ones you have a lot more creativity and originality now keep it up!
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