Sunday, November 1, 2009


We had to throw out one of our plants, Battlecat. Sarah said the plant had spider mites and had to go before they spread to other plants.

Sarah: It's kind of sad.
Me: Yeah. I always thought of that plant as being you.
Sarah: Me? Why was that one me?
Me: Because I'm the tall one.
Sarah: What about the other two.
Me: They're off to the sides. They're just friends.
Sarah: Well... eventually we can go buy a new me.

2 comments:

Walking Into Pictures said...

Oh boy. I better not die during this blog. That would be the worst. It would also make this post super ominous.

Gene said...

"Spider-mites?" That sounds horrific!