Lemon heaven and practical jokes
First the important stuff – lemons.
The house I am currently residing in (while I’m
restlessly patiently waiting for the old farm house to be fixed) has lemon and orange trees in the yard.
If there’s one thing I love – its citrus fruit! I usually squeeze a lemon for a yummy drink first thing in the morning. When I lived in the city I had to buy them all the time, now I can just go out and pick one! The only danger is that some of the trees are covered in green ants and I have to do the ‘green ant dance’ to get them off me on the way back to the house.
Yesterday I picked a bunch of lemons. Seriously – I didn’t realise anyone could grow truss lemons! (That’s not my hand BTW – I’m not nearly that muscly and hairy!)
This house belongs to my old friend (Joey) who lives next door to our old farm house. His city house has been vacant for over a year because he left it and moved back to the farm to stay with his mother when his father died. He offered it to me immediately when he knew I was coming back and needed a place to stay during the renovation (he’s an absolute darling!). It’s a lovely house and has all the mod cons and as I’ve been cleaning out some of the kitchen cupboards I’ve found unused wedding presents (don’t ask). One of these is a Sunbeam juicer so yesterday I picked a bunch of oranges and juiced them. Sweetest little suckers I’ve ever tasted!
But Joey is a practical joker and the first time I walked into the hallway I was confronted by ‘George’ and
nearly had a heart attack fought him off valiantly. George is a life-size cardboard cut-out of a football player dressed up in a mask, hat and jacket.
Now I have to find a way to pay Joey back for his ‘joke’. I need to think of something devious (I’m a writer – my mind should be chock-full of these ideas!) :D
Do you think I should wait a while and catch him unaware? Or should I strike back sooner rather than later?
Green ant photo – courtesy http://www.ccwild.com/blog