Sunday, March 29, 2009

Heading Out!

I'm headed to Alabama today to pick up my youngest AJ. He's been hanging out down there for a few weeks and now it's time to head home. I'm sure there will be a ton of things to talk about when I get back. HeeHee. See ya'll later in the week!!

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Spanish Influence

Living in Texas I am exposed to the Spanish language on a daily basis. I try to translate constantly just for my own personal satisfaction. With that said, I went to the post office the other day and the postal lady was wearing one of those lanyard thing around her neck and it had writing. "Hmm", I said to my self " I wonder who (I have to spell this phonetically) Haysoos Sahvess is?"

Then it hit me- the lanyard said Jesus Saves. I'm an idiot.

Monday, March 23, 2009

Amelia Island

Dad and Page went on another fabulous little trip-this time to Amelia Island for the Concours D' elegance which displays some great antique (some very rare) cars. Dad has developed (actually he has always had it) an obsession with vintage cars and restoring them. I think Page is tolerating it very well. Dad's barn/playhouse is full of tractors and cars in various stages of restoration. Here are some pics of the trip!

Page always looks great! I'm such a plant dork that I'm scrutinizing the picture and naming all the plants in the landscaping. Sheesh!

Page said that a day on the scooters felt like a week on the thighmaster. Maybe I should get one..the dimples are getting pretty bad.

Wait a minute...they go to Amelia Island for a car show and all I'm seeing is scooters!

Ok, that's more like it!

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Finally the End

I only thought Friday was busy. The customers looked like ants crawling all over the nursery from the time we opened until AFTER we closed. Throw in some cranky people and a few nutjobs, and one small crisis...that was my day. Think I'll take it slow today. Have a great Sunday!

Friday, March 20, 2009

My World

Ok, I'm home alone, worked my butt off today, watered my plants, ran the dishwasher, dammit I'm sitting down!

So, let's recap my week, shall we?

Monday, I went out to work in the greenhouse and there is a stupid cow standing under my magnolia tree. Crap. Let me go round him/her up. Cow was not having that idea. Cow ran all over my property (through my plants) as well as the neighbors yard and came close to falling in the pool. Finally, after 6 hours of me making sure it didn't get too far away from the corral...the dogs chased it so much that it sailed over the fence (while I was fumbling with the gate). Oh just deliver ME! I worked in the greenhouse all day (in between cattle wrangling) potting plants, taking cuttings, etc. Devil Dog showed up with another completely disgusting item...looked like a very well-aged wild pig's foot. I'm still cringing at the thought. Penny, my cat climbed on the couch next to me and proceeded to urinate which makes the third or fourth time she has done that. Sounds like a urinary infection...Oh Joy! There's another $100 out the window.

Tuesday, Mr. Plantfreak calls me at 7:30 am, Hmmm, that's kind of early. "I have a flat tire" he says, "and I can't find the jack in the car". Oh Goody, let's drive in pea soup fog for a 1/2 hour to watch the hubby change a tire. Mission accomplished. I put together orders and take the cat to the vet. Hooray! The regular receptionist isn't there and taking her place is the assistant who for some unknown reason hates me. And she be a big Ol' country girl! Scary! "I need the Dr. to check out my cat, she seems to be" I start to say..."You don't have an appointment do you" I don't think I need to describe how she said that, it's pretty rude no matter what tone you take. No I'm thinking, I don't know how to schedule my pets illnesses. "Well, the Dr. isn't here all day and I don't know when he can see her" was the next sneer I received. "He's not here?" was my innocent inquiry and the scathing reply was "He's here right now but he's leaving early, he'll have to try and I don't know if he'll have time. Ok, shithead now I'm getting pissed. My snarky remark was maybe I should come some other time (like never). As I'm leaving, another customer comes in and that freaking heifer was all smiles. Un-flipping-believable!

Wednesday I worked and it was busy but uneventful. Then I got home and decided the visit my awesome little fig trees that I painstakingly planted Monday. OMFG! One tree is laying on the ground with the top bitten off and another has the top 12 inches just hanging down. I found suspicious paw prints that just screamed Devil Dog. I will kill. BTW, Cody left the dogs inside and they tried to dig out through the carpet. Just lovely. Also, the Happy Couple came back in today and I didn't have enough sense to run~I will not make that mistake again.

Thursday, actually a good day. I weeded my veggie beds and planted 26 tomato plants. My damn back was locked up tighter than Fort Knox. I hate getting old.

Today was insane at work...I started lunch at 12:30 and just gave up at 3:30. Got nothing done it seemed but answer questions. I don't mind questions but really, don't spend an hour and a half quizzing me about every fricking plant only to decide to think it over (and spend nothing)Ever hear of google? Just a thought.

I'm just tired really. And I work tomorrow. That should be just fabulous.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Figgy Pudding

I got the best bit of mail this week! Grandpa Sute bought some fig trees for me...and you know they couldn't be regular old figs! I got five-count 'em FIVE- different awesome fig trees! One is called Patrick's Supergiant and makes fruit that are around a 1/2 lb in size. That's just nuts!
I also got an Italian White Fig (below), a Mystery X fig that came from an old homestead in GA, a Tennessee Mountain Fig, and a green Ischau Fig (from Japan).
OK, that's not me although I am that excited about the trees! These a stock photos from the nursery where Grandpa Sute bought the figs. It's called TyTy Nursery and the address is and the pictures are downright weird! Awesome varieties though, check it out!

I cannot wait until these start producing!

Wednesday, March 11, 2009


Grandpa Sute, ROFL means "Rolling On The Floor Laughing"

Monday, March 9, 2009

Clean Up Efforts

Ok, so company left and the aftermath is a sight to behold! I have boxes, junk that Mattie pulled out, and just plain crap everywhere! I can remember when I had no furniture and slept on a little foam chair that folded out (Ahhh, the single days), but now...I think we need to rent a storage unit and I better do it before Mr. Plantfreak "straightens" up one day while I'm at work. He is not the packrat that I am.

Although company left Saturday, Mr. Plantfreak and I worked our collective heinies off in the greenhouse. I can tell a difference but there is still a ton left to do. Mr. Plantfreak has finally come around to the idea of us selling at First Monday and I'm excited about it! Now all we need to do is register and find a trailer...preferably one that does not require my firstborn as a payment. Speaking of firstborn, today is the first day he has been up and about. Poor baby was incoherent for days with a fever, stuffy nose, sore throat, and the always fun upchucking. Please, please, please don't let me catch that mess!

BTW, for those of you wondering how the showdown went with Devil Dog and Devil was love at first sight! Matthew's favorite activity is throwing the ball, and Devil Dog's favorite activity guessed it chasing the ball. When I got home Mattie was standing with ball in hand and three of my dogs were watching every move waiting for him to throw. You should have heard the squeals! Now, Jade (our Psycho Puppy) is 6 years old and for 6 years I've been throwing her the ball. Not once in those six years has she ever brought the ball back to me...yet she dropped the ball at Mattie's feet every time. You have got to be kidding me! When it was time to leave Mattie told Ol' Man, "NO!!" He did not want to go home and see Momma.

I hope everyone has a good week! I have a to do list that's a mile long...wish me luck!

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Devil Dog and Devil Boy

I know I have posted lately (sorry Vicki!) but I've been getting ready for a visit by Ol'Man. He's bringing me some of Mom's stuff...and he's bringing my little nephew Matthew AKA Fatboy/Badboy. I did remind him that I have a house full of animals (not to mention a devil dog) but apparently he and Mattie have become big buddies. Who do you think will win...Devil Dog

or Devil Boy?