matchy, matchy, quite contrary, how does your garden grow
so i went down to get tea and water my plants. as soon as i'm done watering and pruning, the sky starts to darken and a few (giant) stray drops of rain hit me, so i'm like, "??" and turn on the weather network. learn there's a severe weather warning for our region for thunderstorms and hail and MAYBE EVEN TORNADOES WITH 120 MPH WINDS. and then the lightning and thunder starts and i start freaking out and like "OMG MY PLANTS, WHAT DO I DO WITH MY PLANTS OMG MY TOMATOES"
and then my mom helps me in my mad scramble to bring all my containers in before the rain starts, but i got pretty wet in the end. and i'm like "BUT THE ONES ON THE GROUND, WHAT DO I DO. OMG MY JALAPENOS AND PEPPERS AND NOOO MY BRUSSELS SPROUTS KJADFLKJDKAU;SOFJLCKVJLAKJF"
and my mom's like "if they survive, they survive :|"
which is totally not helpful and then i panic again and rush to the garage to get random boxes and then i rush back and open the door to the backyard.
lightning: *FLASHES WITH ZEAL*
thunder: *ALMOST SHAKES THE HOUSE IT IS SO LOUD*
me, standing on the threshold with my boxes: .....................*slides door shut*
mom: "did you finish?"
me: "BUT I'M SO AFRAID. TO GO OUT.......at night laksjdlkjafa"
IT WAS SO INSANE LKASJDLKJD IT KEPT LIGHTNING-ING AND THUNDER-ING REALLY INTENSELY AND IT WAS SO DARK AND I WAS LIKE "MY POOR, POOOOR PLANTS" AND THEN I GATHERED MY COURAGE AND RUSHED OUT WITH MY BOXES AND PICKED UP A FEW STONES ON THE WAY AND I PLONKED THE BOXES (CAREFULLY) OVER MY PLANTS AND THE STONES ON TOP AND I RUSHED BACK IN AND ALMOST FELL BUT I DIDN'T, THANK GOD AND I GOT IN THE HOUSE AND SLID THE DOOR SHUT AND KIND OF COLLAPSED
AND THEN IT KEPT STORMING AND MY HEART WAS BEATING SO HARD I COULD HEAR IT IN MY EARS AND I WAS SO SCARED ALKSDJFJ;;AOF;LJDVLK;LADJLJFLKJCA
we're still supposed to have thunderstorms and stuff through the night and tomorrow so THE BOXES (and stones) STAY ON AND MY TOMATOES (and assorted other plants) STAY IN THE HOUSE FOR THE MOMENT ALKDSJLKJKLAFJKAJA
i never realized gardening was such a stressful and/or dangerous enterprise
i deserve an award for this shit
and then my mom helps me in my mad scramble to bring all my containers in before the rain starts, but i got pretty wet in the end. and i'm like "BUT THE ONES ON THE GROUND, WHAT DO I DO. OMG MY JALAPENOS AND PEPPERS AND NOOO MY BRUSSELS SPROUTS KJADFLKJDKAU;SOFJLCKVJLAKJF"
and my mom's like "if they survive, they survive :|"
which is totally not helpful and then i panic again and rush to the garage to get random boxes and then i rush back and open the door to the backyard.
lightning: *FLASHES WITH ZEAL*
thunder: *ALMOST SHAKES THE HOUSE IT IS SO LOUD*
me, standing on the threshold with my boxes: .....................*slides door shut*
mom: "did you finish?"
me: "BUT I'M SO AFRAID. TO GO OUT.......at night laksjdlkjafa"
IT WAS SO INSANE LKASJDLKJD IT KEPT LIGHTNING-ING AND THUNDER-ING REALLY INTENSELY AND IT WAS SO DARK AND I WAS LIKE "MY POOR, POOOOR PLANTS" AND THEN I GATHERED MY COURAGE AND RUSHED OUT WITH MY BOXES AND PICKED UP A FEW STONES ON THE WAY AND I PLONKED THE BOXES (CAREFULLY) OVER MY PLANTS AND THE STONES ON TOP AND I RUSHED BACK IN AND ALMOST FELL BUT I DIDN'T, THANK GOD AND I GOT IN THE HOUSE AND SLID THE DOOR SHUT AND KIND OF COLLAPSED
AND THEN IT KEPT STORMING AND MY HEART WAS BEATING SO HARD I COULD HEAR IT IN MY EARS AND I WAS SO SCARED ALKSDJFJ;;AOF;LJDVLK;LADJLJFLKJCA
we're still supposed to have thunderstorms and stuff through the night and tomorrow so THE BOXES (and stones) STAY ON AND MY TOMATOES (and assorted other plants) STAY IN THE HOUSE FOR THE MOMENT ALKDSJLKJKLAFJKAJA
i never realized gardening was such a stressful and/or dangerous enterprise
i deserve an award for this shit