I had to laugh this morning. Am I weird? Probably! These citron seeds drying on a piece of waxed paper...
were laying on the bar near where Poppy sits every morning to eat a bowl of Wheaties. Wheaties are the breakfast of champions, you know. Anyhow, noticing him looking at the seeds I said, guess how many seed are in this pile. He said, did you count them? Well yeah! I can't just stand idle and eat lunch so while I ate my biscuit and peanut butter I counted them. Poppy said Mel, don't complain to me again about not having enough time to do everything if you had time to stand and count out two hundred seeds. I said, actually there are four hundred and eighty nine seeds.
Oh golly! "seeds" reminds me again of my very favorite riddle. The riddle that mama and I laughed about for years, years! Here it is again!
If it takes a hen and a half, a day and a half, to lay an egg and a half, how long would it take a grasshopper to kick all the seeds out of a cucumber?
I am a counter. I count my steps to and from the garden and to and from the pond. I count bricks, cinder blocks, hickory nuts, acorns...anything I am picking up. It is especially important to count when going up and down stairs. Is that strange? Guess I will worry now every time I see a white van pulling in the driveway...afraid they are coming to get me and put me away. :)
Poppy putting on his shoes this morning and Eli, big boisterous baby that he, trying to prevent it.
Can you tell Poppy was saying, "Eli, boy, move! I've got get my shoes on and go to work"!
Okay. My Saturday post. Thank you for visiting.
Love,
Henny Penny
were laying on the bar near where Poppy sits every morning to eat a bowl of Wheaties. Wheaties are the breakfast of champions, you know. Anyhow, noticing him looking at the seeds I said, guess how many seed are in this pile. He said, did you count them? Well yeah! I can't just stand idle and eat lunch so while I ate my biscuit and peanut butter I counted them. Poppy said Mel, don't complain to me again about not having enough time to do everything if you had time to stand and count out two hundred seeds. I said, actually there are four hundred and eighty nine seeds.
Oh golly! "seeds" reminds me again of my very favorite riddle. The riddle that mama and I laughed about for years, years! Here it is again!
If it takes a hen and a half, a day and a half, to lay an egg and a half, how long would it take a grasshopper to kick all the seeds out of a cucumber?
I am a counter. I count my steps to and from the garden and to and from the pond. I count bricks, cinder blocks, hickory nuts, acorns...anything I am picking up. It is especially important to count when going up and down stairs. Is that strange? Guess I will worry now every time I see a white van pulling in the driveway...afraid they are coming to get me and put me away. :)
Poppy putting on his shoes this morning and Eli, big boisterous baby that he, trying to prevent it.
Can you tell Poppy was saying, "Eli, boy, move! I've got get my shoes on and go to work"!
Okay. My Saturday post. Thank you for visiting.
Love,
Henny Penny
My hubby takes the time to count seeds. I don't. I have ear worms....a non stop song in head. Out of the blue I blurt out singing an hubby craines his neck to see if I'm in pain lol! Your dog is so cute. Wait...peanutbutter onnah biscuit? Sounds good.
ReplyDeleteYou always make me laugh. I love the way you write.
DeleteOh, I do love Eli...the gentle giant!
ReplyDeleteWe had a cat who knew that when I put my leg warmers on I was going out. She would grab the bottom of my leg warmers and try to pull them off...no leg warmers...no going out!'
Jane x
It's funny to think about a cat doing that. That sounds more like something a dog would do. What would we do without our pets!
DeleteI did not know that you are a counter. I don't count unless I am exercising and I have so many minutes to finish I will count them down.LOL I love Eli! He is such a handsome guy!.
ReplyDeleteLove you
Hey Vicki. Yeah, a counter. I drive myself crazy! :) Love you!
DeleteCounters like you are quite common. So you're not as weird as you think or for that matter not weird at all.
ReplyDeleteI am really surprised at how many others count after reading these comments.
DeleteMy Grandma used to count, so this post made me smile, it back some wonderful memories.
ReplyDeleteOh that's good. Glad to know I am not alone. :)
DeleteThose are such beautiful seeds. Thanks for offering to mail me some, but I think I'll say no. We don't have the weather here for melons, generally. Now they'd probably grow at Oliver, but we don't have the room there.
ReplyDeleteI'm somewhat of a counter too. Well especially the stairs, and especially when I am going down them carrying a case or two of jam and can't see where I am going:)
You know, I didn't think about not being able to mail seed because of customs until Jane reminded me. I'm glad she did! You need to count stairs with an armload of jars! :)
DeleteI no, I hate to admit it, but I count, too. Everything! Socks I'm hanging out to dry, beans I'm picking in the garden, steps, anything. It's a habit I think, and sometimes I catch myself and yell at myself to stop because I think it might be a little bit nuts. However, if that's the worst thing we ever do, Henny, I do think we are all right!
ReplyDeleteI sure feel better knowing I am not alone! I had to laugh about yelling at yourself to stop. I do the same thing wondering if I'm a little nuts, which I probably am!
DeleteWhen my son had a traumatic brain injury 11 years ago he would count out loud all the time. He would count up and down. Maybe the brain knows it's good therapy and a good brain exercise. Once my son could carry on a conversation or answer questions he stopped counting. When you're counting your brain is not idle.
ReplyDeleteOh, that is so interesting. Now that makes me feel good about counting. That must have been a really hard time to go through 11 years ago. I sure hope your son is doing good now. Thank you Peg.
DeleteHenny, do you know your seeds (retail) are worth about thirty cents apiece (I googled Citron seeds). If your's are from melons rather than the Citron lemon they may not have that much value. There are those of us who would like to try growing 'em. Love your blog.
ReplyDeleteSandy L. from the Temblor mountains of California.
Thirty cents apiece! Good grief! These seeds are from the citron melon. I need to read about the Citron Lemon. I would love to share the seeds. I sure appreciate the nice compliment. Thank you!
DeleteSometimes I count too and then I catch myself and force myself to stop:)
ReplyDeleteThat's so funny! I've enjoyed hearing that others count too.
DeleteThis is all very well but I need the answer to the riddle . . . ..
ReplyDeleteWell :) I suppose there is no answer. It was on a greeting card my Mother picked out to send my Uncle Myron years ago. Mama got so tickled reading the card in the drug store the day she bought it. We both laughed and people were beginning to stare. The card had a big grasshopper on the front and the riddle inside. I never forgot that riddle and still laugh when I think about mama.
DeleteOh, I just noticed, thank you for following my blog.
DeleteWell, counting runs in the family. I do that too. Those seeds are beautiful! I am glad I got to see them in real life. Thank you for yesterday. I love you, mommy! You are the best in the world!
ReplyDeleteI don't count, but the older I get, the more OCD I get about everything..even silly things like beeping my car locked twice and then going back to pull the handle just in case it didn't lock. (That started after I was robbed at the mall).
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