This past Sunday afternoon was the beginning of our garden. Notice how I said the "we" word? Marlboro Man doesn't like it that I give myself credit when no credit is due. He says the garden is not a "we" project. I think that means that I don't do anything productive in the garden, and it's his garden. Not mine.
I think I'm very productive. I work very hard. I work so hard I sometimes lose my voice. It's hard work being a great gardener. I should know! Trust me! I have to yell at everyone, "hey ... look at me guys! Look at my camera!" ... and they won't. They ignore me, and I have to yell louder. Then sometimes I get really loud and jump up and down and wave my arms and say things like, "hey guys, look what I have ... ah-ah-ah, what a cute puppy," ... and they still won't look even when I try to trick them. They just think they're smarter than me.
While the boys were standing there discussing the intelligence of their parents, and right before I took this picture, I ask them if they liked bubble gum. Then I said to them, "hey guys ... am I smarter than your Daddy?"
Jay answered first. He said, "If I tell you, can I have a piece of gum?" Of course I said, "oh yeah baby" ... then he rolled his eyes and said, "Give me the gum first." So I did. Then he said, "Mother, I know you're the smartest ... and the coolest too. Way cool. Way too cool. Me and Sam have a bet going on who has the highest IQ ... I'm betting on you Mom. Now can I have that other piece of gum?" I gave him two pieces.
Then I ask Sam if I was smarter than his Daddy. Sam is so slick. He won't lie. Not even for candy. He just nodded his head, winked twice, gave me a thumbs up and said the word "YES" in twelve different foreign languages. Then he held his hand straight out, and I gave him the whole dang bucket of gum.
I work hard. It's a hard job being me ... but somebody has to do it!
Be Blessed Everyone.