August 28, 2006

Dogwood - Firewood

I wish I had a picture of the beautiful flowering dogwood tree that stood prominently in my backyard to the side of the swingset. The blooms lasted longer than any other dogwoods on the property and were the most perfect specimens.

That is, until my husband, in his infinite wisdom, chose to put in horse-shoe pits in the back yard. Alas, my beautiful dogwood was deemed to be "in the way" and while I was away, down she came. I returned home to a pile of limbs and the remnants of that 15 year old dogwood tree.

My husband is lucky he is not ambling about with a horseshoe stuck up his ass, because, trust me, it almost happened.

My beautiful dogwood for pitching? Seriously, I own 13 1/2 acres of ground - he couldn't have picked a better, spot to put pits? And in my backyard no less? So now when I go to the window to admire the view, it will be marred by sand pits, backstops and rebar. I should kill him-skewer him on his own rebar. Ack!

But, since I cannot put back that which was unceremoniously chopped down, I shall simply have to kick his ass at pitching. Hmmph!

Posted by Oddybobo at August 28, 2006 05:06 PM | TrackBack
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Oh My God!!! I have to say that being from the midwest, my husband and I have a greater appreciation of trees than most people I meet out here in the northeast. My husband wouldn't cut down a tree unless it was dead and going to fall on the house. LOL. I'm so sorry... now polish up those horseshoe skills and whup the boy.

Posted by: Teresa at August 28, 2006 05:23 PM

Priorities! The horseshoe pit needs to be closer to the house so it's easier to get to the beer in the fridge.

Posted by: Contagion at August 28, 2006 07:58 PM

Was this before or afte redneck fest party?

A flowering tree cut ddown....a perfect flowering tree. Yeah, my DH would be fearful of a branch up his ass....

Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at August 28, 2006 09:03 PM

oh that's such a pity!

Posted by: michele at August 28, 2006 10:29 PM

It happens...when you go out, husbands cut down trees..trust me--it happens. You're not the only one. ;)

Posted by: Jo Janoski at August 28, 2006 10:29 PM

Hey, it was a Dogwood. If they're anything like they are here, it will grow back in about a month...

Posted by: Ogre at August 29, 2006 11:19 AM

Errr, you did say "pitching" with a "p", right?

Posted by: joated at August 29, 2006 12:46 PM

Darling, please tell me how you froze the peaches!!

Please....

Just do a darn post on it...

Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at August 29, 2006 03:45 PM

Oh crap - that is soooooooo something my hubby would do. Poo.

Posted by: Richmond at August 30, 2006 01:29 PM

Hey, what you all ladies bitchin' 'bout. Shoot, I went to work one day, come home, and the wall were painted forest green! Went out of town, to come hom to find he walls painted red, and the cabinets white. Do you know how many coats of white it takes to cover that up that gawd aful green when you get ready to move. I don't like the levelin' of a pretty dogwood no matter what, but I am sayin' the street doth run both ways on the "while you're away" deal.

I agree with 2.0 on this one but you know, you should've just bought him a cooler with wheels and a handle and put stadium seating somewhere on the back forty. Problem solved, well, problem could've been solved anyway.

Posted by: RedNeck at August 30, 2006 09:41 PM

Kill comes to mind. Reminds me of my X trading my fire opal set in a platinum necklace for a fishing net. Notice he is now my X. But if this is the only major dumb thing your dh has managed then count yourself lucky.

Posted by: Tink at September 1, 2006 06:41 PM