The news people insist we are going to have our first freeze tonight. If they mean freaking Oklahoma again I am going to be Maaaaad.
A dozen years or so ago, I convince Manly Man to come help me move the plants inside because I was a helpless girl and he was a big strong man. He didn't stand a chance. He was so stunned he didn't even try to get away. He does not have to help me bring in the plants anymore. I make his kids do it.
So anyway, we brought in most of the plants before sundown tonight. About ten minutes ago, I remembered the little water garden. It had glass balls in it and a few plants that might not like having their roots frozen. Great, where does one put soaking wet plants? The bathtub, of course.
I can't wait to see their reactions when they wake up, stumble into the bathroom, and find it full of soggy plants. Sometimes it is fun to be me.
Where is the weirdest place you have stored a plant?