I went cherry picking yesterday with my family. ((The car was full, sorry Dani.)) We drove all the way from London just for this. And I didn't even want to go at first. Then, at the very last second, my aunt convinced me to go. How? I have no idea, but she did it.ugly
Away we go, driving in my cousin's car. It was the boringest hour drive in my life. The conversations were dull so I hummed along to the Rent CD the whole way. I got tired of doing that after 20 minutes and napped. Hurray for peace and quiet.
So we get to the farm and it was very... Farm like. The manure smell and rotting fruit and ugly bull dog on the porch and all. Don't get me wrong, I like farms. Just... Prettier ones. >.>;;
We get out little baskets and heads off to the orchard. My decided that she want to fill 2 giant baskets. So that's about... 4L of cherries? I hate cherries so I'm not going to be eating any of that. She said she's going to bring it to work and treat her co-workers then give some to the landlord and some to her boyfriend-but-not-really-'case-she-won't-admit-to-their-relashionship-even-though-it's-so-obvious-to-everyone-but-her and also save some for herself. If you think about how much 4L of cherries is, it's more than enough.
It was fine at first. It was nice and sunny with a cool breeze. The cherry trees were okay and I found a really good one. My mom called me over to help her with another tree. And that's when everything started going wrong. She mentioned something about bees buzzing around her head. I haven't seen any so I laughed and told her she's being paranoid. I wandered off to another tree and guss what? The buzzing started. It's not just bees, it's little tiny fruit wasps and flies that refuse to leave me alone. Then my mom walked pass saying "Hurray, it's gone!" No really? Thank for giving them to me. I moved to another tree, trying to get away. Didn't work. They followed me and landed on me and two horseflied stung me and a wasp landed on my eye and REFUSED TO LEAVE. Fun, no? So I had to borrow Thelma's bandana to keep them away from my face, at least.
My cousin found a ladder and my mom decided to climb up a tree because she thinks the ones higher up are better. She starts picking like crazy, not bothering to check them. I noticed that there were ones with giant holes in them after she's been up there for 10 minutes. I told her to check them. She said she will. She didn't. So hurray, I had to sort through all the previously picked ones to make sure there aren't any bad ones. There were. Lots. I kneeled there for god knows how long sorting through the baskets with my cousin.
I noticed that the baskets are filling up nicely and told my mom to stop picking. She said okay. Then kept on picking. I told her again, stop. She still didn't listen. I'm getting tired of this cherry picking business and I want to go home. My uncle's already done his share of cherry picking. Everyone else was ready to go home. Except for mom, that is.
Everyone's eating the cherries and having a good time, minus me since I don't eat cherries and I have bugs chasing me, biting me, landing one me, having the crap annoyed out of me by my mom. Finally we got ready to leave. I stand up and notice a giant stain on my jeans. Oh drat. And I was trying so hard to keep clean. Have I mentioned that my pet peeve is getting dirty? Well, it is. At least we're going home. I blacked out again on the way back since I haven't had much sleep since... Well, the beginning of summer vacation.
Fast forward to the trip back. My cousin decided that we're not staying the night since she has a Dragon Boat thing to go to the next morning. We tried leaving at 9PM. Didn't work. We tried at 10PM. No, my aunt wanted a massage from Thelma. Finally we left around 11PM. It's a 2 hour drive back to Toronto. I fell asleep again so that wasn't too bad. We stopped for Dim Sum before heading back to my cousin's. Hurray for Dim Sum places open at 1AM. Everyone's exhausted.
We finally get back and Thelma went in right away and I think she was sleep before I got in the door. I had to help carry the luggage in. I closed the trunk since my hands were full and it didn't look like anyone's coming back for what's left. My mom threw a hissy fit saying what I did was stupid. How I suppose to know that she's coming back? She went in carrying one tiny bag of cherries. I had 2 big bags of cherries, my laptop, a bag full of books and various crap, my purse, and a bag of clothes. I asked her why she was being so mean to me. She said I had an attitude. Well, it's 2AM and I'm exhausted and irritated. What do you think my reaction would be if someone starts yelling at me over something this trivial? Not to mention she's been this negative since I arrived her a week ago. I'm trying to be a good daughter and I'm sorry if I can't live up to your expectations whether it's my grades or how I do certain things but I'm trying my best so LAY OFF. We had a small fight. I was tired of her treatment and I told her so. She kept saying that I have an attitude. Real mature, mom. I don't want to take care of her like a baby any more. Why do I have to be the sensible one in the family?
Any ways. She took a shower and I read for a bit. She cooled down a bit after that. I took my shower and came into the room and she told me she loves me and good night. I guess that's her way of making up, then? Oh well. I'm used to her little fits.
So any how. That was that. No more cherry picking for me. Cherries lead to bad things. And people wonder why I don't like them.
On a more possitive note, I might be getting a job at GAP! <3
