Thursday, February 19, 2009

So Sad

The three trees in March 2007.

So, with not enough paint to effect the kind of magic-wand change I was hankering for yesterday, I went outside to whip up a batch of Vitamin D. That led me to observe the state of my yard and garden. Which led me to the sad discovery that the three trees that had escaped the wind storm and the ice storm with no damage whatsoever were DEAD. So dead that one of them pulled out by the roots. I noticed that these were looking poorly last summer when they started to loose their leaves, but I don't really know what they are and I was hoping they would bounce back. I don't know what happened to them, but all three of them just inexplicably croaked.

I need you to understand though, the comedy of me cutting these trees down all by myself with a bow saw and a hack saw, a hammer and chisel, and the sweat of my girly brow. Just because one came out by the roots, don't think that removing the other two was a simple job. And I may have mis-estimated the size of the largest one, which is going to need a little trim before I can drag it past the air conditioner...but that will have to wait for a day when my arms aren't like sticks of butter...or if the chain-saw fairy arrives. Picture the most comedic moment with me rocking the largest tree loose, ripping a hole in my sleeve, wiping my forehead with a leather glove, that I realized too late, I wore while picking up dog poop out of the yard.

My jeans fit better today, though. And that's all I'm after, really.


Anonymous said...

How funny.

Here is a cute story:

I am not going to name names... but there is a friend I have, lets call her Shmadie." I invited said friend over to do V- Day crafts. We were doing foot print hearts on baby onesies. I got the paint ready and she happily tossed her her little angel's onesie on the table. After a moment of painting she giggles, "HA! I think this is actually a onesie that didn't get washed... see look- on the back- there is *coughNORAHcough* poop from and exploded diaper...bad awesome."

The roars of laughter followed. Why does motherhood have so much to do with poo?

- All names have been changed to protect the innocent.

Sara said...

Are those not the same trees you took my engagement photos in front of, now i'm sad :(

Life with Kaishon said...

What a pretty word picture...the gloves and dog poop. NICE.

Better fitting jeans! HOT!

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