Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Pansies and Prison Time

Tonight both my babies went to bed early, burning hot with fever and not happy.

Life is mysterious that way, I guess. My children drift to sleep under their mama's prayers, hot tears falling from six tired eyes.

So I'm struggling tonight, friend. Sleepy, confused, frustrated and more than a little tempted to fuss.

But that wouldn't be any fun to read, now would it?

Instead, I'll tell you a story. A story that may have happened to me yesterday. A story that, after I shared it with The Preacher, might've inspired him to declare, "Sounds like a blog post!"

So here we are. For the sake of easy reading, let's just pretend for a moment that this really happened. Yesterday. To me, your faithful ShoeFitz.

As you may know, I recently had my first experience planting outdoor flowers. Don't you love pansies?

Me too. But the truth is, I'd bought too many for my hanging baskets. Way too many.

Not knowing anything about pansies, I wasn't sure what to do with the leftovers. My first thought was to plant them indoors, but I wasn't sure whether it would work. 

So I did what I always do when I have a question. I Googled it. Specifically, I typed these words: "pot pansies indoors."

Reader, I think I confused Google; you see, it changed the word "pansies" to "plants." And do you know what happens when you Google "pot plants indoors"? I do.

You get the Free Library Guide to Growing Marijuana Indoors. And the Top 10 Tips for Growing Your Own Pot. And other things that have nothing to do with pansies.

Thinking back over this (um, hypothetical?) story, I'm left with some questions. What in tarnation made Google change "pansies" to "plants"? Will the DEA appear at my doorstep to arrest me? Will I soon be blogging from the slammer?? *deep breaths*

(For the record, if you need to know whether to keep pansies indoors -- the short answer is no.)

And if you need me, I'll be hiding under the covers the next week.

Not at all sure how I got here,


  1. You never know what you day is going to be like, do you. Hope you don't get that visit from the DEA.

  2. JoAnn- Thank you! I hope they don't come calling, too. :) LOL

  3. I had a friend who was looking for a house for her cat, since she had one for her dog. She was really embarrassed when she got the results on Google. They don't look anything like doghouses.

  4. Becki,
    You are just too funny but that is exactly where my head would have gone too.(two first-borns that fear of getting into trouble) :)
    So as you keep an eye on the streets for the black sedans and the guys with the sunglasses, know that you can use your blog as an formal statement to them. :)
    Oh and if need be, I can bake the cake with the file in it. LOL

  5. @Tammy -- That is *too* funny! I can see myself doing something like that, too. :)

    Mom - I'll use my one phone call to get in touch with you if I need that cake. ;) Only me...

  6. Becky.. I've learned the hard way that you have to phrase what you want to search VERY carefully. At least you didn't get a graphic P*** picture pop up for searching something innocently ;-) (with little eyes watching too!)

    Hope your babies are feeling better and you've gotten some rest.

    God Bless

  7. Lisa Marie - I hadn't thought about that, but it's definitely something to be thankful for! My kiddos are *always* watching. :)

    And thank you. Little Man is feeling much, much better, and I'm hoping that's the end of this fever thing. God bless you, too!