Our crazy weekend

We are finally finished with our new landscaping. This all started a week ago with all of the neighbors gawking and whispering. As they all looked on we unload three truck loads of new plants. I am walking around with the baby on my hip and Alexis dancing around me singing about her new flowers and everyone just stares. So here is how it all happened.

This is another torrid shopping tale. Last Friday as I got my butt kicked by my 80 year old Pilate's instructor. No just kidding maybe she is just 78, I am trying to find my focal point and continue to do a body plant as the sweat is pooling on the mat below my head, I began to make a mental list of all the items I need to buy at Sam's Club. The list was not very long but I need a couple things for our cookout on Saturday.


So I pick up the girls and off we go. One of the many things at our house we buy in bulk is alcohol. As I enter the store I see these great trees they are being loaded into a truck, I think how pretty too bad they are sold. We pick up some fresh cut flowers, alcohol, hot dogs, cheese and then I see them an aisle of trees not just any tree it is these swirly fancy trees, I have to have one so I pack it in the cart. I am so excited. I keep going I am going to pick up dessert I round the next corner and there they are more trees these are Cherry tree's, Maple trees and many others. They are just beautiful.

As I look around I want them all. I am standing looking at the trees an elderly employee of Sam's club walks up and says "sweetie, we just got these in, some guy came in earlier and bought most of them" those were the ones I had seen up front. Now I feel like I need to buy all the rest I don't know why but I feel in competition with the other guy who bought the other trees, I feel like if he bought so many then I need to do the same. First I try kicking both the kids out of the cart Alexis walking and me carrying Emme. But that space is filled with one of the trees. I head off to find a flatbed cart, when the elderly says "sweetie, Hank here will help you."

Poor guy he has just become my personal shopper. He leaves to fetch a flatbed cart when he returns I have already pulled 5 trees to purchase he sees this and leaves again. He pulls two carts my way. As Hank is loading my cart Alexis is running amok in the aisles helping me pick out trees. Currently I have ten trees picked to purchase. Ok that's good, when I hear that same lady say "sweetie, how do you plan to get these home?" I think that is good question. I look around as if I am going to find an answer in the frozen desserts. I finally reply "I have no idea." I skip a beat "Can I pick them up later?" Hank says reluctantly "I guess so." I then ask the lady do you think I should get another one of these fancy tree's She replies "sweetie, I just don't know what you are going to do with just one." That settled it and I headed back and picked up another swirly tree.

I am so excited I am wheeling my cart with the girls and some supplies for the cookout. Hank is following with his two flatbed carts. I start throwing stuff back on the shelves thinking we don't need that for the cookout, we don't need this for the cookout. I returned about half of what was in my basket all but any of the wine and beer. I am figuring my guests don't need to eat shrimp, hot dogs and hamburgers will be fine. I am so happy about my 2 really fancy spirally, swirly, topiaries and hope Will is up for some major work.


I stop at my parents on a high from my purchases. I tell my dad about all my new beautiful trees and he says "what do you need all those for?" I think ok that sucks I thought he would be running off to the store buying the rest of the trees. Now I think oh no, what is the return policy at Sam's. I meet William at home and send him off to pick up the trees. On Friday's all the neighbors are outside drinking beer catching up on the week. So when Will pulls in with the first load of trees the neighbors start to stare, when he gets to the third load they have stopped talking and are now gawking. As Will places the trees where I am pointing and Alexis is supervising in her bride dress. The neighbors just stare. It is kinda funny. Just to give you a little background on what our neighborhood thinks of us, one of the other ladies told me once "I think I am fancy but you all are way fancier than me." Sooooo anyway.

Soon it gets dark and William and I go inside and make a plan on what to do with the front yard. The next morning the plan is set it is going to be beautiful and William is going to make it like a canvas with the perfect artistic flair. The next morning we got up early and started the planting and cleaning for the cookout. The day came and went we had a great party lots of friends, kids, drinks and conversation. A great night. William and I were talking the next morning and I asked so why do you think everyone gets so drunk while they are over here he replied "maybe you have to be drunk to deal with us." It made me laugh so hard because I was sure it was partially true.

Flash forward Will turned to me today and said I made you popular again. No one can believe the amazing canvas Will has turned the front lawn into he has these amazing symmetrical areas and then they are offset by the whimsy of the non conforming areas. Will says he has never talked too or realized how many neighbors we had. This has had a chain reaction in the neighborhood Yesterday a lady down the street yelled at our neighbor "PLANT SOME TREES" oh lord, I told you we are fancy.