I returned home from girls’ weekend on April 15th. I’d only been away for 5 days, but it seemed that spring had arrived while I was gone and was waiting to greet me.
What else was waiting to greet me was a box from Terra Nova Nurseries full of free plants.
When people send me trial plants they seldom let me know what’s coming, so opening the box is a little like Christmas morning, and I get 4 or 5 extra Christmases each year, which coincidently is the number of girls’ weekends I get this year. – I’m sorry; please do not hate me because my life is fabulous.
Anyway, the new arrivals went straight to the front of my to-do list. The one I’m most excited about is this coral bells (Heuchera ‘Paprika’). It’s the star of the show in this container.
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Now, I should apologize to Dan in advance. It was just bad timing that your plants arrived on the same day that I returned from girls’ weekend, and the stories have to be mixed up, but I’m dying to talk about the only man to ever crash girls’ weekend…Fred.
Melinda hosted girls’ weekend at her house in Texas and invited her sister Christie. Most of us had never met Christie, and it was very brave of her to join us. If she worried about fitting in, she shouldn’t have. Anyone ridiculous enough to bring Fred is ridiculous enough to be a platter sister.
Surprisingly, he was the life of the party, and such a cut-up…or is it cut-out?
You never knew where Fred would pop up. You might open the closet door to throw away some trash, and he was there waiting. You might go to the bathroom and discover him hiding behind the door, or maybe you’re sitting on the toilet when you hear a tapping on the very high window only to look up and see Fred’s haunting eyes staring down at you. He really enjoyed standing just outside the bathroom door while you showered so he could hear you shriek when you opened the door wrapped in your towel. As the weekend progressed it became clear that Fred had a thing for me. On the last night when I went to bed, he was there waiting with the biggest sheet tent I’ve ever seen. We talked for a while; Fred’s a great listener. And then he stood in the corner and watched me sleep.
Once again, I’m sorry Dan. At least I didn’t tell the story about Stacey, and tequila shots, and a card game. Y’all ask me about that one next time I see you.