SCOTT’S APPLE ORCHARD
Do Not pick the apples off the tree...even if you're THREE yrs. old and your Grandmama took you for a walk in the Apple Orchard to see how apples grow and you had just read a story about a little boy named Johnny Appleseed who loved apples and now you ONLY Three Yrs. Old want to go to the "Apple PORCH" or at least that what it sounded like when Grandmama said it.
Whatever you do, Do Not BITE into "said" apple in plain view of CASH REGISTER LADY because the Apple Police are coming for YOU!
Positively DO NOT pick an apple off the tree, IF you have left your elderly Mother-in-law inside the Apple Orchard Showroom (above) while you take your Grandson to see the apple trees......he reaches up to pull an apple off a tree while your MIL is standing next to Cash Register Lady yelling at you a Good 150 ft.+ in the orchard, "Don't PICK THE APPLES OFF THE TREES!!!!!!!!! WE DON"T ALLOW THAT"...........and Three yr. old begins to cry because "that lady said NO"!!
No folks, it wasn't the Hallmark Moment I had envisioned in my head but then that seems to be the story of my life. Hang with me FIVE MInutes and I'll find a rule to break!
When walking back...no slinking back... with head down, tail tucked between my legs... Grandson now wanting to COUNT the apples in each of the bags (above)..I politely apologized and replied:
Gmama: "I've taken my children here for the last 30 yrs and we've always picked ONE apple"
Cashier Lady: "Well, you just didn't get caught!"
An Apple a Day keeps the Apple Police Away and Gmama out of Apple Orchard Jail
MRI UPDATE from Monday
Geez Lueez...#1 Husband had the Wrong Day for the MRI Appt. AND the Medical Mall did NOT have the OPEN MRI he had requested.
...and he says I have "Half" hiemers............. Good Grief...but the funniest part is that #1 had already taken his Pre MRI "Happy Pill" because he's too big of a chicken for ANY medical procedure I tell ya. Not just an MRI, I'm talkin' ANY Medical Procedure.
The Kids had better pray I go first is all I'm gonna say! They'll have to either have Wife #2 in the wings or move him into their storage closet because the Man can NOT survive Alone for more than 2 hrs.....and that's iffy!!!
WE now have to drive to Dr.'s office for a rescheduled appt. at a different facility that HAS the BIG OPEN MRI. When the girl at the desk calls new facility and ONLY says only #1's name, the girl on the other end of the phone immediately recognizes #1 husband's name from a previous MRI last year in which he went a little "wonky" on them and SAYS,
"Oh yes, he's had problems before, he needs to double the Ativan dosage for tomorrow's appt."
I'm cracking up, I tell ya...................
So now, WE go (meaning I drive the drunk one) for MRI Do-Over on Tuesday at 4:00
( OOps I think this is a DUI Picture for sure)
.......and the saga continues.....until
Wed....Any bets there will be More to This Story???