A couple of weeks ago when I finished planting out a second (well, I didn't want to chance running out of salad greens) raised bed of radishes, scallions, lettuce and a couple other things (no comments from you hecklers in the Peanut Gallery), I had a little room left at one end. Just room for two 4' rows of something.
I went digging in my seed stash and came up with a package of turnip seeds. So on a whim I planted them at the vacant end of the bed.
Lo and behold, I have some turnips coming up that I can slice fresh into salads this summer and maybe have a couple/few left for soups this fall.
Now the amazing part. Guess how old these turnip seeds were that I planted. Twelve years old. The packet is from 1999! Just shows to go ya . . . no reason to toss out "old" seeds.
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On a completely different subject, today Chicken Mama wrote (or tried to write . . . see her post for explanation of difficulties) a blog post about her birthday which was this past Tuesday. In the post she asked me to refresh her memory as to why my mom called birthdays "miffy miffy tu tu."
Seems that's one of those silly family words or phrases that comes to be after a particular incident and seems to stick for generations to come. Here's the story behind it.
One of my mom's sisters, my aunt, had four kids. Two boys first, then a gap of time and then two little girls. Once upon a time the oldest of the girls had a birthday along with family celebration, cake, candles, presents, the whole shebang.
The day after the party little C, the youngest of the girls who was just learning how to talk and express herself verbally, came up to her mom and said she wanted a miffy miffy tu tu. Obviously, my aunt didn't understand what she had said and asked her to repeat what it was she wanted. C repeated her request over and over again but her mom had no idea what this little one was asking for.
C's request continued for about three days with my aunt going nearly crazy offering her anything and everything she could think of that she could possible be asking for. It was super-frustrating for both mother and child because C was increasingly becoming more and more upset often ending up in tears.
Then one day C came running to her mom beaming while holding a magazine open to a page showing a birthday cake with candles. She exclaimed, "Miffy miffy tu tu! I wanna miffy miffy tu tu!"
Somehow at her sister's birthday party, little C had "heard" the singing of "Happy Birthday to You" as "miffy miffy tu tu," and that was what she associated with the whole party celebration and wanted for herself. A miffy miffy tu tu!
End of a silly story and a silly phrase that refers to birthdays in our family.
Lamb in The Warming Oven
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