Attacked but not Thwarted

My knight in shining armor (husband) decided to not show his face this past weekend when I was attacked, yes brutally and viciously attacked! Instead, he laughed so hard he cried and then laughed some more. Hurt and angry now aren’t you? I was too – I mean really, a little help would have been greatly appreciated and I wouldn’t have any scars: emotional and physical from this incident (sniff, sniff)…….


There I am innocently picking sunflowers on the side of the road while my husband is hiding in the Jeep (apparently, it is not manly to be seen in a Jeep whilst your wife is picking wild flowers). It happened, out of the blue, I was attacked, no provocation, no warning, no chance to defend myself………. I was tugging and pulling on a stem from a very stubborn and obstinate plant when all of a sudden it uprooted itself and flew at my face knocking me on my backside. Then I heard it, the laughter from my husband and suspiciously, I believe, from the sunflowers alongside the road. Covered in pollen, holding a plant that sacrificed itself to protect the other sunflowers, I was thankful no one was driving down the road to witness this awkward position I had found myself in. I couldn’t believe it, I never knew the sunflowers would have it in them to attack innocent people, especially sweet, little innocent me.

So yes, I was attacked, but I will not be thwarted, I will live to pick another day. I will combat enemy sunflowers and I will conquer. The moral of this story I believe would be don’t pick sunflowers while you have witnesses or at the very least, while your husband is around!