No, not a game the liberals played in the 2000′s. So, for at least a day, it reached 50, the sun was shining, and the ground wasn’t soggy. I forsook the law school homework and decided to work outside.
The very first thing I did was take down the Christmas lights. Yes, I know it is April, but the snow on the ground deterred me from pulling out the ladder quite yet. And while I was about to roll up the Christmas lights (on an awesome spool, no tangles for me!), I noticed that the bulbs Jeny planted last fall have started to sprout.
Actually, two tangents. First, I’m actually really happy with the Christmas lights. They are a cool white color, 100 ft in length each cord, with 250 bulbs. And the best part is that it came on a spool for easy storage, all for $15 at K-Mart two years ago. Second, Jeny insisted that we buy 80 tulip/lily bulbs last fall. Who has time to plant all those? Not me. So there are probably 60 or so rotting in our garage right about now. Good tangents, right?
But then, I committed photosynthecide. When we bought our house, the bushes out front were already trimmed to the right size. Last spring, I very gingerly trimmed these things, and then by the end of summer they grew to a monstrous size. In fact, you can see one of these bushes in an almost-reasonably-sized state in the picture at the top of the website.
Well this year, I was dedicated to ensure no monsters survived in the front to assault Jehovah’s Witnesses as they dutifully approached our abode. So I went at one. I may or may not have consulted my wife or a cultivational expert.
Downside, I may have killed the bushes. Upside, any and all Jehovah’s witnesses, girl scout cookie peddlers, and advertising contractors are safe (please note, the desirable guests use the back door; and now you know). Downside, there’s a super mutant in the backyard now from where I put all the branches.
And then I went at the other two.
So we’ll see if these bushes survive.