Friday, March 24, 2006

Gardening is hard work.

The wind is coming out of my sails on this horticulture thing. Every morning I take my precious little seedlings downstairs for a warm water bath, then wrap them up real good in their ghetto greenhouse:
Private Greenhouse
That seems to be working - look at all that condensation. I bet my babies are losing a lot of weight in their private sauna. Then I turn on the halogen while I'm at work so they get plenty of light and warmth during the day. At night, I refresh the water a little and turn off the light.

And what do I get for all my hard work:

Honestly, it's been, what? Five days now? I'm getting wrinkles. I'll be on social security by the time they feel like peeking out of the mess there. Where's the instant gratification? I planned a tomato salad for Sunday. Looks like I'll have to scrap that. C'mon boys, people are waiting for your grand arrival.


At 12:37 AM, March 25, 2006, Blogger shell said...

I thought they were little blocks of brownies sprinkled with granola. Darn!

At 2:14 PM, March 25, 2006, Blogger Tom Greenthumb said...

Patience, Patience, Patience. Your little guys will soon emerge. Keep the seedlings damp and let mother nature do the rest.

At 7:36 PM, March 25, 2006, Anonymous CandiceT8 said...

you are SO funny. your gardening exploits just kill me. love the dedication.

true story: i was having sex with this guy last night, and i just started laughing because i thought of your blog. funny, huh? crazy, too.

do you ever think of your blog while you are getting laid?

At 11:03 PM, March 25, 2006, Blogger Roonie said...

I suggest the fruit and veggie aisle at the grocery store...

Um, I wish I thought of your blog during sex, but I haven't had sex in awhile. Next time, I probably will and boy, will I ever tell you about it!


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