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Here’s Where We Get Sappy

Posted on | December 16, 2008 | 7 Comments

Okay, so if you’re here for the funny, I suggest you head out to any one of my regular commenters’ blogs. So much funny there, you’ll just want to stab yourself in the eye because those people are funnnnnny! See, no funny here today.

But I wanted to talk about abundance. It’s a hippie dippy term, but I’m going to use it. Because two days ago during Portland’s epic snow blizzard-electrical-ice-sleet-hail-end-times-cancer-storm, I dug up my dahlias. See, I planted dahlias in May (way too late) and they grew up tiny with a single flower each. Probably because I’m the world’s most inept gardener. So I pulled a couple up the other day and two of them had two tubers each on them. For those of you just getting here, dahlias are tubers (like potatoes) and they self-propagate by make more tubers underground so you have to pull up your dahlias each year to get more.

Are you all with me? Excellent. Oops…was that your upper thigh? Pardon me.

Anyway, I pulled a few up and was planning to pull a few more up but because Jesus was returning from the dead to punish Portland for its wishful (at best) thinking that composting and recycling every last thing will save the earth (it won’t, Jesus told me that burning as much fossil fuel as possible will, in fact, help the baby seals), but then it was frozen outside and I couldn’t pull the others up.

So I got out my shovel and dug those babies up.

And lookie what I got. That’s right, Internet, I got zillions of dahlia tubers! ZILLIONS! I mean it was like a tuber party…in my pants! I could not believe it. I couldn’t believe I planted a single tuber and got 35 millionty billion. It was totally awesome.

So, here’s my abundance tip for the day: plant dahlias, and do some digging. There’s treasure in them thar hills. Or yard. Or, if you’re metaphorically digging, the treasure will be in your heart or your brain or your pants.

Comments

7 Responses to “Here’s Where We Get Sappy”

  1. Shelly
    December 16th, 2008 @ 10:00 am

    Tubers is a FUNNY word…..watcha talkin’ about??…(mumbles)..tubers hehehehe

  2. ken
    December 16th, 2008 @ 11:35 am

    something something reap something sow, and other wise phrases.

    go forth and multiply!

  3. willradik
    December 16th, 2008 @ 12:30 pm

    You put those dirty vegetables in your pants?

  4. k8
    December 16th, 2008 @ 1:49 pm

    Dig them up?? They’re hearty plants. They can handle the cold! But maybe you just wanted to feel them in your pants – I’m not judging.

  5. Kristen
    December 16th, 2008 @ 2:30 pm

    Who says there’s no funny here?

    Tubers are freaking hilarious!!!

  6. Kiala
    December 16th, 2008 @ 4:03 pm

    Tubers in the pants area might cause the crotch rot.

    Just sayin’.

  7. Robert
    December 16th, 2008 @ 4:53 pm

    I don’t have any land.

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