At the start of Spring I was tempted, as always, to go absolutely crazy buying up plants at the nursery. I greatly enjoy both my exotic variety of houseplants as well as tending to a great variety of trees and plants in our back yard. While Daddy loves to indulge me, one day, he told me he was creating a new rule about me buying plants. The rule was this: for each dollar that I spent on plants, I would receive one smack of the paddle from him. Daddy felt this would be a helpful deterrent for me and my overspending on plants and he was right…I definitely mended my ways!
While I have been very good about not buying new plants all summer, today I found myself at my favorite nursery. I was like a kid in a candy store. I haven’t had that much fun (outside of the bedroom) in a long time. When my cart was literally full, I snapped a picture and sent it to Daddy. The caption read, “Please, Daddy?” Daddy responded right away with his permission, adding “hope it’s worth it baby girl”. That got my attention. I considered putting a few plants back. But, in true Daddy fashion, as he loves spoiling me, he sent a follow up text, telling me that he would reduce the number of paddle swats in half. Looking back over my desired plant babies, I took the deal with Daddy and made my purchase.
Now, as I bask in the glow of my newly bought plants, looking forward to an evening of planting with Daddy…I feel the start of the butterflies in my tummy. I spent $133 today…which means, rounded up,…67 paddle swats to my bare behind before I get to enjoy any planting. Yikes…how did it add up so fast?
Despite the consequences, I am truly looking forward to our evening together. Daddy has promised me the big O, companionship and drinks while planting, and of course, a paddling 🙂
Love you, Daddy!
Happy writing, all!