Very slightly delayed gratification

Right as I was leaving work yesterday, I started getting increasingly urgent messages from my friend and former roommate, Susan. She needed my number. She needed to call me. She thought she had my number, but somehow she did not. When she actually sent me a message via Twitter, I knew something serious was going on.

This is about when I noticed that I had a voicemail from Susan, who had apparently found my number. The serious thing, as I found out shortly thereafter, was a question popped, a ring delivered.

It seems that Susan and her fiancé, Don, went out to Roosevelt Island, which is smack dab in the middle of the Potomac River between D.C. and Arlington, Virginia on Friday, and after a picnic, he asked her to marry him.

But Genie, this is a gardening blog, you may be thinking. And even if you have just moved and may be awfully discombobulated, why are you telling us about the social milestones of your friends? Aren’t there plants to talk about?

Why yes, good people of the Interwebs. There are plants to talk about, and if you’d just hold on, I’d get to that part of the story.

As I was saying, the engagement happened Friday. But here’s the thing. It would have happened sooner, before Susan went on an extended set of business trips to Chicago and Ecuador, but for one tiny detail.

The day Don was originally planning to ask Susan to marry him, she beat him to the question punch. She asked him if he’d dig her a garden bed.

“Oh my God,’ I said to Susan on the phone. “A whole bed?”

“Yes,” she said. “Which meant he had to dig up all the grass.”

Ladies and gentlemen, I remember what a huge pain that process was. And how long it took. And I was actually helping. A little. Anyway, by the time Don finished, it was too late, that day, to take Susan to the island, and so he held off until there was time for an unhurried moment of surprise.

But now Susan and Don have a garden AND a wedding to plan. “And every time we eat our vegetables, we’ll think about how this all happened,” she said to me last night.

I can’t think of a better reason to delay something…even something so happy. To Susan and Don, I wish you smooth wedding planning, incredible veggies out of that garden, and as much happiness as you both can stand. Can’t wait for the Key West blowout!

6 Responses to “Very slightly delayed gratification”

  1. 1 Don June 4, 2008 at 9:44 am

    Thanks for the well-wishes, Genie. I was sitting next to Susan when she said that to you on the phone, and I think she wasn’t thinking it all the way through. We’ll think of it when we eat those veggies…. and on the hundred plus other occasions between now and then when we have to water,weed, and harvest!

  2. 2 gillie June 4, 2008 at 2:16 pm

    Happy gardening together for years and years. It may seem odd, but think about the compost as an anniversary present..who needs diamonds when you can have thick and rick compost!

  3. 3 Kate theManicGardener June 4, 2008 at 4:19 pm

    Great title–applies to all us impatient (but good!) people of the interweb, as well as to the hero and heroine of your story. To whom I wish all the best, naturally.

  4. 4 Susan June 4, 2008 at 5:31 pm

    It’s pouring rain in that garden right now, and the beans are growing taller and taller (everything else seems a little slower). I love this ring, but I’ll be wearing it for a very long time; it was worth the wait for the new veggie garden.

    Thanks for the wonderful wishes.

  5. 5 inadvertentgardener June 4, 2008 at 10:43 pm

    Don, you’re quite a guy for digging that whole bed all by your lonesome! And trust me — when you’re harvesting the good stuff, you’ll be celebrating. It’s just the weeding part that will cause some grumbling, I bet. Weeding…much less fun than wedding. ;-)

    Gillie, see, here’s this about that — I think it would be great to have diamonds AND compost!

    Kate, yes…I have been known to stomp my feet at delayed gratification on many the occasion…

    Susan, beans grow quickly, don’t they? Glad you have everything your heart desires — your man, your ring, AND your garden, my friend — you deserve all the best!

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