I am an April Fool
So today, I believed an April fools' day joke for a whole 5 minutes. I was convinced a friend of mine had set fire to her kitchen, and was having my own little moral dilemma of whether or not we could move her party to my apartment tonight. So as I am sitting here feeling all sorry for her and trying to figure out if I can have things clean enough for a party by eight, she and a couple other friends are laughing their heads off! You got me, Marianna.
This was the first joke. The second one is the one that makes me feel slightly more stupid.
My friend Matt #1 gave me a cactus with cute pink flowers on it for my birthday last June. We named it Jeremy. He said he gave me the cactus because he was pretty sure that was the only thing I could keep alive--I wasn't offended because he was right! I have kept the cactus alive all year...watering it every once in a while. It never gets any bigger, but it doesn't look brown and the flowers are still there and still hot pink. It's a resilient little plant.
Somehow I have a violet that has looked like it's about to die but has hung on the edge since last Easter. I'm pretty good at keeping bamboo alive, but that's just because you don't have to do anything. Even though it's just a cactus, I have to say I have been pretty proud of myself that Jeremy the cactus has looked so good all year. Until today.
Today, Victoria and Kris were commenting on the pink flowers on my cactus and how weird they were. Victoria said "Kelly, why do you have fake flowers on your cactus?"
I thought she was joking because, well, she's just like that. It's something she would say.
"No, really, Kelly. These are fake. They are held on by glue. Look!"
And so they are. Just to be sure, I pulled one of them off. No stem, no real connection. It looks like they used rubber cement. Now I'm wondering about the whole cactus. It hasn't gotten any bigger in a year--is the whole thing fake? The dirt is real. How do you test the authenticity of a cactus without cutting it in half and killing it?
I am an April fool.
This was the first joke. The second one is the one that makes me feel slightly more stupid.
My friend Matt #1 gave me a cactus with cute pink flowers on it for my birthday last June. We named it Jeremy. He said he gave me the cactus because he was pretty sure that was the only thing I could keep alive--I wasn't offended because he was right! I have kept the cactus alive all year...watering it every once in a while. It never gets any bigger, but it doesn't look brown and the flowers are still there and still hot pink. It's a resilient little plant.
Somehow I have a violet that has looked like it's about to die but has hung on the edge since last Easter. I'm pretty good at keeping bamboo alive, but that's just because you don't have to do anything. Even though it's just a cactus, I have to say I have been pretty proud of myself that Jeremy the cactus has looked so good all year. Until today.
Today, Victoria and Kris were commenting on the pink flowers on my cactus and how weird they were. Victoria said "Kelly, why do you have fake flowers on your cactus?"
I thought she was joking because, well, she's just like that. It's something she would say.
"No, really, Kelly. These are fake. They are held on by glue. Look!"
And so they are. Just to be sure, I pulled one of them off. No stem, no real connection. It looks like they used rubber cement. Now I'm wondering about the whole cactus. It hasn't gotten any bigger in a year--is the whole thing fake? The dirt is real. How do you test the authenticity of a cactus without cutting it in half and killing it?
I am an April fool.
posted by kelly_w at 1:55 PM
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