I've surrounded our house with killer tomato plants. Two by the south outside stairs (early girl & big beef), one near the NorthWest corner of the house (early girl), one in the middle of the trampoline pit (early girl), and one near the north-back fence, by the pine tree (early girl). That should keep me safe until Marilyn gets home while I'm [sob] all alone [sob]. Well, that and the red jello I spread all over the floor. Imagine, a foot of snow, then two days later planting tomatoes in my shorts/T-shirt and turning on the sprinkling system.
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