Monday, May 14, 2012

My Mint Addiction

Mint.

If I had an infestation of mint in the yard (which is possible in this area) I'd be the happiest person on the planet.  That is, I'd be happy until I used every last bit of it in my various fruit and vegetable juices.

In mint heaven
Withdrawal

Yeah, I really love mint.

I had actually planted some in one of the planters in the front yard at the end of last month, and was very happy about it.  But then I realized that one plant wasn't nearly enough for my mint addiction.  After about three days I had harvested as much as I could.  Any more and the plant would be cut all the way to the root.

That would not be a very good idea.

So I went back to the gardening center to grab a few more for myself.  So many varieties could be found!  I couldn't very well buy one of each (although the thought did occur to me), so I settled on one more sweet mint, a spearmint, and a peppermint.

The problem with an addiction, though, is that you have to find a way to support it.  In my case, 'support' means planting the mint and actually letting it grow.

Let me say that one more time:  letting it grow.

Do you have any idea how hard that is for someone like me?!?!?!?!

Ok, let me explain.  Let's pretend you have a severe alcohol addiction.  Now, let's pretend we're suddenly in the middle of a second prohibition.  Beer is hard to find, and somebody gave you a twenty-four pack of it saying you could have it all.  But you can only have one per day, or your supply will run out.  It's sitting there on the table.  You pass it a few times every day.  You stare at it each time.  You think about how much you want it.  It drives you crazy knowing that it's right there in front of you, but you can only have one.

Mint is my beer.

I drove home with my three new varieties of mint, knowing that they'd help feed my addiction.  I was fulfilled.  The world was even more beautiful than usual, the sun making my face glow, the minty fragrance filling the air.  Nothing could remove the smile I had plastered to my face.

Until I realized that I had no clue where I was actually going to put my mint.


To be continued...

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