We have bit the bullet and are finally adding some more fruit trees to our orchard.
This has been something we have wanted to do since we moved in and started maintaining it. But, for various reasons, we just haven't. Until now.
And of course we can't just buy fruit trees and be done with it. There has to be a story involved.
Almost 2 weeks ago, I was at a local store doing some shopping. They had a small bunch of fruit trees for sale on their sidewalk. I told hubby about it and suggested that if he had time the following day, after he cashed his paycheck, that he should swing by and see if there are any he likes and can fit in his van to bring home.
The next day, on his way to check out the trees, he called me. He wanted to know how many he should get and what kinds. Does anyone else ever have this problem with their husband? He knows the answers to the questions, yet it just NEEDS to you tell him anyways.
So, to make a long story short, the crutch of our conversation was that he was to purchase no more then 4 trees, and whatever he chose to get, at least get a cherry tree. I have a lot of inquiries from people interested in cherries. You got that - CHERRY TREE.
Get.a.cherry.tree.
So of course, he had to call me again, while he was there, staring at the trees, to tell me the different varieties available. The crutch of this conversation was 'Sure, a Bradford Pear tree sounds good, definitely snatch one of those Winesap Apple trees and GET A CHERRY TREE'.
You guessed it. He called me...AGAIN...after he made his purchase.
He bought 8 trees, none of which were a CHERRY TREE.
I am sorry, what part of our 900 conversations did he not understand?
He bought 2 Winesaps - check
He bought the Bradford Pear trees - check
He purchased an additional 4 trees - plums & peaches, no cherries - no check.
These 8 trees better grow freaking $100 bills!
Oh wait, those Bradford Pear trees that I told him to get [as in, he only bought them because I told him to, but I also said GET A DAMN CHERRY TREE, and he didn't], yeah, those Bradford Pears aren't an edible Pear!
This is rather hilarious since we try to consider ourselves fruit farmers.
So I returned the Pear Trees and bought my FREAKING CHERRY TREES.
And now, the new dilemma begins - just where do we want to plant them.
Ladies, please raise your hand if your husband puts you through ridiculous, unnecessary charades of the likes. Male readers - I apologize in advance for any sterotype that has evolved from this blog post.
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