In 2002 we ran away from Illinois where we were born and raised, and started a new life in SW Florida. This blog is about me (an eccentric old artist), ROM (my Real Old Man), Isabella (our neurotic Standard Poodle) and Emmy (our crazy snake killing Jack Russell Terrier). Oh- and the neighborhood old people. Life is good in Florida!
Friday, May 11, 2012
It Started With A Banana Peel...
Yesterday after I had taken the trash out, I ate a banana. I hate the smell of banana peels in the garbage and realized the peel was going to be in the trashcan until the next day when I emptied it again. I solved the problem by putting the peel in a Ziploc bag and left it on the counter so I could add ROM's peel after he had his banana.
So that afternoon when he got home from work he asked me why I had a baggie sitting there with a banana peel in it and this is how it went:
Me: So I can plant them and grow bananas
ROM: Wow, I didn't know that was how banana plants were started. So now we can have homegrown bananas?
Me: Yes, I read an article online today about how to do it.
Then I got busy watering the plants outside and forgot about it until I came in... and sure enough, ROM had dutifully added his banana peel to the baggie. I absolutely cracked up. I was laughing so hard I couldn't even answer him when he asked me what was so funny. I finally choked out a two word response - "banana peel!". And I kept laughing as he stood there looking puzzled as to why banana peels would make me laugh so hard. When I finally got my laughter under control and told him I couldn't believe he fell for my story about growing bananas from peels. His only response was "You ass! I can't believe I still fall for your bullshit!". My only regret is that I didn't have him dig holes to put the banana peels in, have him water them every day and then watched him waiting for them to grow.