I have mapped out spots for some squash here in Destin, along with the Egg Plants. I am aslo planting some more day lillies and I would like to have a lemon tree. Lots of work to do.
Wade and I saw a beautiful citrus garden in Naples. Real small lawn area with nicely groomed old and young trees, lemons, oranges and grapefruit, with ginger and mint in plantings next to the house. Those trees were my favorite thing of that whole trip! I will tell the story Wade doesn't have to listen to it!!
Wade gave me my wedding ring Dec. 23rd, 2004. Our plans were to get married in February. We left Fort Walton to go to Naples for Christmas the same day. Wade's best friend was getting married there Christmas Eve. Two confirmed batchlors had finally made the decision to get married within weeks of each other.
We planned to drive all the way through. We didn't make it. As we entered the toll portion of interstate 75 I told Wade that he should get gas as soon as possible. He told me to not worry and to take a nap. So I did. I woke up to him banging his head on the steering wheel! We were out of gas in the middle of nowhere. All you could see for miles was orange trees.
I really had to fight the urge to say I told you so. I was so scared though that I didn't do that. We were stranded there for 8 hours, when Wade decided he had to walk for help. He walked for a few miles and found a truck driver to give him a ride to the next exit, which was about 18 miles from where I was in the car with Buddy our dog.
The first thing we did, when we gave out of gas, was call the Florida Highway Patrol and tell them where we were and they said they were coming but it would take a while. No kidding...We had been there all day and the sun was going down qucikly. Wade left and about an hour later a man from the Highway Patrol office came with just a few gallons of gas he told me to drive to the next exit and not stop between here and there. I started driving off the ramp and then I started thinking that Wade told me to meet him at the next stop if I didn't see him back there......so I thought maybe I should sit there and wait. The highway man came up to the car window and screamed at me saying "Lady I told told you not to stop!!!".... So I started crying of course!
I drove to the next exit and looked for Wade. There were hundreds of people in the place. I walked all through it and then I went back to the car and parked it in the outskirts of the parking lot so I could see the people going in and out of the main door. I waited and waited, another 2 or 3 hours passed, no Wade. I was kind of in shock at that point and didn't know what to do.....so I just sat there and then I saw Wade getting out of this huge tractor trailer truck. I don't think I have ever been so relieved.
Wade's story was he walked until he found a truck driver to give him a ride to the next exit where he bought gas. He found another trucker going back towards me and he gave him a ride. But this trucker wasn't going all the way to where Wade left me in the car. So Wade started walking with 2 containers of gas! Poor thing walked for miles with that gas to get to where he left me. Of course I wasn't there.....so he started walking back to the exit again. He walked for miles and miles and finally another trucker picked him up and brought him to the exit where he told me to wait for him! That's such a painful story!!! I try not to ever bring it up.
We enjoyed ourselves the rest of the trip. We came back to the farm the 27th and I told Daddy the story and he said "Well are you still getting married?", and of course I was! We try not to talk about this very often but if we do, after the story is told, Wade always says, "And the moral to the story is........"DON'T EVER GET MARRIED ON CHRISTMAS EVE!" But secretly we all know that the real lesson to be learned is, "Don't get on the turnpike without a full tank of gas."
Have a good weekend.
