A few months later when my "green thumb" had brought the rose bush to its knees, Dave begged me to no longer think of it as representing us.
For our wedding favors we gave small "Tree in a Box" sets for planting a tree in the Jewish tradition. We planted our own seed and the resultant tree, a flowering catalpa, has made it through 5 years. Every spring when it sprouts new little shoots and leaves, we always breathe a sigh of relief. This year, on our fifth anniversary, despite being repotted to a larger pot, fertilized, and even put outside, it has refused to give any green.
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We're certainly not plumbers but we have had a few do-it-yourself adventures in our kitchen.
When I was pregnant, we decided to replace the kitchen faucet with a fixture with a pull-out hose/nozzle. I was sitting on the floor reading the directions and Dave was under the sink doing all the work. When he turned on the water to check the connection, the hose, with nozzle as yet unattached, went crazy and sprayed water all over the kitchen. The worst part, though, was that Dave had reversed the connection so he thought he was turning on the cold and instead ended up dousing me with straight-out-of-the-water-heater hot water. Luckily no permanent damage was done to anyone or anything and we are able to laugh about it.
Today Dave replaced our garbage disposal. The motor on the old one was dead, so instead of being able to confirm the breaker was off, we just had to turn off the entire first floor and basement. (Our house is wired strangely enough that turning off the second floor may have made sense as well, but the electrical vagaries of our house make a post for another time.) It could have been an easy job but there were a few hitches, including a trouble with the wiring that had both Dave and I wrestling with exposed wire. Finally, it was all together and we were working together to get it up and secured to the sink when my shoulder flipped up the switch.
And the disposal roared to life. (OK, purred through its noise dampener, but it was the thunder of our lives flashing before our eyes to Dave and I.) Nathan asleep upstairs and his parents blithely playing with exposed wires hooked up to 220 with only a switch between them and certain doom.
When we started breathing again, we could only laugh nervously, and Dave just turned off the whole house. It seemed the safest even though the wiring was done.
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This evening, on our front porch, we noticed that our wedding tree has finally put out two little shoots of green. Coincidence?
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