I grow my own weed!
My little apartment has a balcony that I rarely use. I don’t grill food or own patio furniture. The area sits empty except for a stray dog bone and a formerly empty cheap, plastic planter. I grew weeds in the planter all by myself. I’m basically a gardener at this point.
I was on the phone with a friend when I saw the weeds and in my excitement said, “I grew my own weed.” My friend was silent for a moment and then asked, “I didn’t know you smoked weed, and aren’t you worried about getting arrested?”
The gardening excitement faded as I realized the misunderstanding. I quickly corrected the mistake and assured her that I don’t smoke weed and that my incredibly skilled green thumb was not going to be carted off to jail. Thank god, because I think she was about to ask if she could have custody of my shoes while I served time.
The mix-up was extra comical to me because my mom once requested that I buy her pot for Christmas. She meant a kitchen pot, but having your Mormon mother ask you for pot is one of those memories I’ll always cherish.
Mom, if you’re reading, this weed’s for you:
You completely tricked me with this title, caused unnecessary excitement and shaking.
You are dead to me.
It looks like the one in the back is about to flower! You should have your own gardening show.
I think if it’s in a planter, no matter what it actually is, it’s considered a real plant and not a weed. That’d be my rule anyway. I’m currently cultivating a lovely batch of dandelions.
What do you mean that those are weeds. They look better than some of my flowers this year.
You should try smoking that weed…see what happens.
beautiful! what a green thumb you have. i agree with lincoln though. try smoking it and see what happens.
I got excited as well!
So, my boyfriend and I broke up. And when I get home from the ordeal, what’s sitting on my doorstep? The vibrator I won from your giveaway. Isn’t that just the weirdest coincidence? How did the universe know?? I thought it was very fitting in the theme of your blog.
un wow thats whats poppin im in the prosses of plantin now i got bags full of seeds. i mean lets not let them go to waist