The apple and the tree

   On Abbie's blog she had this picture

I commented this...You are a big dill. I am always in a pickle.

She commented this.... Don't worry about being in a pickle ma. Things are kosher over here. Nothing has been to jarring so far. I look forward to helping ya on Thursday. I can't wait to chip in. I hope you are ready for me to clean windows. I'll be prepared, I'll be gherkin on finding my Norwex window cloth. I've really been in the cleaning spear-it lately. I really relish the feeling of a clean home...but I'll spear you the details. I'd hate for you to get jealous and have a chip on your shoulder... (I think I'm done here)

to which I commented this... Oh thanks Sis. I am not so much in a pickle as in a jam. I am a s(m)ucker for clean windows. I am just a tad worried though since the great fall of 2008 when I fell while washing windows and broke my shoulder. The subsequent surgery deal was jarring. The idea of me on a ladder turns my knees to jelly. Knowing you will be here to preserve my health is such a relief. You really spread the love. My worries are toast now.

To which she replied...
 I can see the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I've really blossomed though, branched out and became much like you....but different. I hear people are very frond of us both. They are pine-ing for me. They find your blather ash-tonishing. I think they are intimidated by our sass, but our bark is worse than our bite. Better stop, before everyone gets tired of this schtick. They are probably sycamore puns. But then again, maple they should be reading somewhere else if they aren't into our puns. Life's a birch, we are just trying to keep it light, stay poplar. I walnut stop! Really...I better leaf it be. Don't want things to take a turn for the sappy, or a-corny. Oak-k with you?

To which I replied...

Puns are as American as apple pie. I think they are gala and golden delicious. I mean really anyone who thinks differently is just a crab apple. I would be Mc astonished if this didn't just catch on. People will be Granny Smith Green with envy. You know what they say when in Rome.

To which Kylie( Mag's husband) said...seems like your blog post is Claussen quite a stir.

To which Abbie said... That's why I love you. You never cease to amaze me. I bet people are Vlasic to their stomach that they are not part of our family.

I taught her everything I know.
 She is stupid in a good way...We really need more to do.