So today I am celebrating my 9 year anniversary with my wife. I put together a very small surprise party over at my parents house last night. I figured I throw her off the trail by having a 9 year party and not having it on our actual anniversary. Well, I should know this about my wife after 9 years of wedded bliss... the girl does not like surprise parties. At least when she's the surprisee. I do know that she really doesn't like any pictures of herself either, so I won't be putting any of her up here today. Enjoy this HDR I made of her eye a long time ago instead.
Our neighbor out here is one of the highest yielding potato guys in all of southwest Montana, not a bad friend to have when you are like me and really like potatoes. He dropped off a box a few day back, so I figured we'd have a little baked potato bar for the party, easy to get together, not allot of hassle and it was all gluten free, so my mom could enjoy the entire thing without worry. My mom's got celiac.
So, I planned this whole surprise party for like 2 weeks, so I was committed to it. I even thought about fireworks, which we didn't have, but I thought about it. After all, it's the thought that counts anyway. One in the bank. So Jenn calls to let me know she's on her way home. Right on time, which is a bonus, everything's coming up Millhouse! Then, she asked a very direct question.
her: Hi babe, I'm on my way home, do I need to get anything from the market?
me: Hi love, nope, we're all set for dinner. We're going to my folks for a cocktail then off to dinner.
her: (Silence) So... (more silence) It's not a surprise party, is it?
me: (Silence) Um... (more silence) Do you really want to ruin this?
her: Ruin what? Is it a surprise party? (not excitedly)
me: Yes, it's a surprise anniversary party for us.
her: I don't want a surprise party. But now I feel like a dick.
me: Embrace that feeling, you ruined it. Come home, it will be fun, everyone is excited about it, so you should be to.
her: Sorry, see you soon.
me: I should have known better than to try and surprise you again, but it's going to be low key and good food!
The surprise party was allot of fun, great food, great friends, and even Spiderman and Venom made an appearance. Venom is kind of a dick though, he flipped us off for no reason.
So fast forward to this morning, our actual 9 year anniversary. I was outside watering the garden, which has been a daily morning chore, but I really love it. These are my giant pumpkins, which I'm hoping will produce a couple monsters for our annual pumpkin carving party this year.
Since I've got chickens, I've been making chicken manure tea, it's more gross than it sounds, trust me on that. But it's a super rich and free fertilizer for the plants, so I try to keep it steeping in the corner of the garden. I was all done watering and refilling the tea buckets when I hear what we all know and fear.
A rattlesnake about 8 feet away from me all pissed off. Buzzing like a son of a bitch. The snake in this photo is a pretty small one compared to what was really in the garden. I didn't get my camera until after it was all taken care of.
Here's where the snake was, in the corner there by the barrel.
This is what I saw.
This is what the snake looks like now. Now, before you get all bent about this, I was protecting my family, dogs, and chickens. If the snake was in the yard, no problem, but come on man, not in my garden. Tell your friends. Stay off my lawn.
Now I fully understand why my wife doesn't like surprises. I was quite surprised by this visitor today and I will never surprise her again, it sucks for sure. A cool side note, this snake has 9 rattles and it's our 9th wedding anniversary. I don't want to see a 25 year anniversary snake.