Ode to Blueberries
Ok, I would just like to start off by saying that I am not a morning person. Never have been, never will be. As soon as summer rolls around I'm in bed until at least 9 every day. When people try to give me the benefits of waking up early I just remind them that "the early bird gets the worm but the late rising worm lives". I am the worm.So you can guess that I wasn't very excited about being woken up at 7:30 this morning to work out in the orchard. Every year we have to go out and cover the entire blueberry patch in netting to keep the birds out. I love blueberries every day of the year except for this one. Not to mention that my dad hires some very sketchy employees.
There's Michael, who has been working for my dad for years now. He used to come up to the sliding door, lean into the living room where I was watching TV in pajamas and say "wheere's yer Daddy?" He has an interesting accent to say the least, and I'm pretty sure he's been into drugs at more than one point in his life. Although I haven't been able to prove it just yet, I am convinced that he must be a pervert and I avoid him at all costs. I remember before we got bathrooms in the orchard he told a customer to pee under an apple tree and no one would mind. I couldn't help but laugh at the horror stricken look on my customers face.
Michaels friend Paul was also working with us today. He's a tiny little guy who always has a look of worry on his face. I think he is afraid of the world. He's also incapable of putting dowels in the netting. My mom and I had to walk behind him and redo all of his work.
At 12 my dad decided to let them go home and make me his special helper for the rest of the day. It's 1:43 now. As soon as he finishes lunch I'm off to the great outdoors for about 5 more hours of quality bonding time with my dad. I don't think it's a wise idea to bond with anyone outside while working in 80 degree weather and extreme humidity. It's bound to fail. That's just my thoughts on the matter. I think in some ways he likes it to fail. He wants to see how I will react, how anyone would react to the situations he puts them in. The world is an experiment to him. Part of me believes that he knows just what to say and when to say it to make me the most frustrated, and he enjoys seeing that. Life just wouldn't be very interesting if everything was perfect all the time would it? Or maybe this is his elaborate plan to teach me to make the best out of every situation. I'm 17 dad, I think it's time for a plan B if you've got one because this doesn't seem to make matters any better.
Ok well I guess it's about that time.
Ta ta for now.
posted by Kimmi @ 2:00 PM
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