Samapple and Friends

Well, it's been ages, and I thought an update was in order. Samapple is snug as a bug in our indoor garden, although Samapple's twin isn't doing so well. I think I'll sneak around in the night and take Samapple's twin away, that way she won't have to endure watching her twin whither and die.

Am I not merciful?

Samapple's friend is doing quite well itself, even though it didn't look that way during the winter months. Samapple's friend is an orchid, and requires quite a bit more care than any Pineapple baby I've yet met. The orchid is nameless right now. Any suggestions?

For the longest time the orchid was just a stick with five leaves. One leaf has since kicked the bucket, and the stick is finally budding - which is much more interesting. Have a look for yourself... Yes, there's a rock next to it on that ledge, and yes, they're friends. I think I'll name that rock... Jonas.

Right now I really can't be bothered to take photos of Samapple, so I'll do that later and put them in the next post.

Until then, auf Wiedersehen,
Samapple's mom.

News of good report!

I have been fortunate enough to come across another soul mate. Well, almost soul mate. Strange how it has all happened so quickly. To feel so many emotions at once is all so new to me, despair and grief, coupled with renewed hope and love, it's nearly unbearable.

I am also without a camera, elsewise you would be able to meet Samapple the Second, Samapple² even.

Well, this is the good news, the dawning of a new life, with new hopes, possibilites and expectations. What kind of pineapple will Samapple² become? What will she look like, will she like me? All these questions, just swirling around in my brain; it can drive one to near insanity. All the new responsibilities I'll be shouldering, it's.. it boggles the mind.



Hm, I am facing quite a predicament, it appears that my cohort, Sam, isn't liking the whole "not purchasing soul mates together" thing. I've explained that it just hasn't worked out, and besides, Lita and Dab weren't able to buy their soul mates together! It's the thought that matters, and all Sam needs to do is come over and bond with little Samapple². I'm sure you can love her as your own, Sam.

A worried, but proud mudder o' Samapple²,
Kat.

Why?

I'm afraid something awful has happened.

Samapple has passed on.
I didn't realize she was sick, but she was. Sick from the moment she came into my life.

I don't know why it had to be my little Samapple, it doesn't make sense, why her? No one can grant me release from the pain I now feel.

Samapple had a family that loved her infinitely. She was beautiful and intelligent; her sense of humor was remarkable. Samapple was kind, a friend to anyone who would let her into his or her life. Even though she lived for but a week, she will live forever in my heart.

Please take time, a moment even, to remember my little Samapple.
Sad and alone, Kat

Why, Samapple! As I live and breathe..

(Or rather, as she lives and breathes..)
YAY! I have some amazing news that I honestly could not withhold from all o' ya'll: I found my soul mate, my pineapple for life, even.













And then I ripped it's head off.















I also had to remove it's leaves after I severed it's top.








I was also preparing to go to work, which explains the shirt. Anyway!
After a lot of gory goodness, and a massive amount of lost juice on the part of my soul mate, I finally extracted the juicy, gooey center. I must admit that I went a little knife happy.


So, naturally, I just had to take a taste. I didn't know soul mates tasted so good. If I ever find another one, they had better beware. You've borne witness to this. I was sad to eat it though.


In any case, I tucked what will become my Samapple away in a nice, dark, quiet cupboard.
That's what I was so excited about, and, well, I should be! And so should you! Granted, it's really, really cold out, and white, for that matter. But that should make us even more excited!
Why, you ask?
Well, because the snow is now. And what comes after the snow? After the storm? The sun! And we need to rejoice, because then we can place all of our [insert name here]apples out in the glorious sun!

Wow, imagine this: Snow. Falling from the sky, as I'm writing this. I shall give you an image to assist.
You can even see the wee snow-flakes. So fun.
Any how, until next time, my avid readers, I shall post updates on how Samapple is doing (if only such good reports could be made of Katapple, sniff).

Later days,
Kat, proud mudder o' Samapple.

WOW! A whole month...

It is strange to think that I haven't attempted posting in a month. Usually I'm pretty good with this stuff.
Unfortunately, I've become employed, so that cuts my half time into quarters. That means I had half a life with school, but now, alas, I only possess a quarter-life, thanks to work.
Oh well, work is good.

So, I work at Sam's work, erm, we work together, in a way, although the bakery is farther from the cashier's registers than I thought, the point remains. Whenever I get a pineapple through my till, I have no option but to think of my sweet, succulent lack of pineapple baby. Today is a Tuesday, and as such, I shall try to arrange with Sam a pick-up time for pineapples. However, I suppose it would be better to first acquire the necessary equipment in order to house said pineapple baby...

Good news! Sam has moved back into her house. It suffered water damage while she and her family were away on vacation, but now, they've returned! So, pineapple equipment-buying can proceed any time now.

Happy, happy days.
Kat

Don't read this; it's depressing.

Well, as you've read, I managed to coerce Sam into this taste-y madness. We want to follow the example already given and buy our pineapples on a Wednesday, to celebrate Deb and Alita(A&D)'s sacrifices, allowing themselves to be bound into parenthood. We discussed how we could go about scheduling ourselves so that we could purchase our pineapples on the same day, perhaps together (something A&D were, sadly, unable to do).
Unfortunately, this Wednesday, tomorrow, I have an appointment scheduled to have my wisdom teeth removed. After getting some sweet, sweet Novocaine, they'll rip the four buggers out, and I'll have sweet release from their hateful stabs of pain. So who knows, between the nerdy goings-on that Sam and I have, plus school, in addition with my orthodontic appointment, when we'll find the time to find our beautiful, succulent pineapples.

Happy pickings!
Kat, eventual mom o' Samapple.

pineapple ponderings...

So, pineapple babies.... an interesting concept. I admit when I first read Kat's post I was more than a bit confused. But it should be a fun bonding experience.... for the pineapples, if no one else. Whether or not I can find enough narrative about the soon to be pineapple babies to fill a blog is yet to be seen, of course...

According to Kat, the pineapple from which we cut the top to make the baby is the 'father'.... and then we eat it.
I can't help but compare us to black widow spiders in this instance. Or 'praying mant-eyes', as Kat puts it.
It's a pretty bizarre concept, really. If someone had asked me just yesterday if I would ever have a baby with a pineapple, I would have said, "No way, man. You're crazy." I might just worry about mine and Kat's sanity, if we weren't already crazy. Hence, this blog.

Ah well, with any luck, I suppose we shall shortly be the proud parents of a pair of pineapple papooses.

Sam, the apparent future parent of one Katapple