What happens is not as important as how you react to what happens.

Now that I hope I have successfully orchestrated a rush on Morning Glories from inspiration provided by Monday's post, I feel compelled to reveal the truth of my motives.

Somehow, the lovely Morning Glory has recently been percieved more as an invasive weed by many gardeners and farmers, rather than as the comely little pathway to the gods that it truly is. My budding reputation as an up and coming backyard naturalist somehow gained the attention of the American Morning Glory Society, who generously solicited my assistance in helping them increase the popularity of this humble little flower.

In exchange for publishing yesterday’s fascinating facts about the humble Morning Glory, the Society agreed to find me an authentic 1960s magic bus, complete with autographs from the performing artists at the 1969 Woodstock Festival & Concert. They also agreed to provide a complete hippie outfit, put together from leftover clothing articles left behind from the same concert. No underwear will be included however, as everyone KNOWS, hippies did not wear undergarments…except occasionally as OUTER garments.

As if this weren’t enough, the Society also promised me a year’s supply of untreated Morning Glory seeds (for my GARDEN…of COURSE, silly!) and a spectacular, exotic potted houseplant, with peculiar care instructions – they recommend the plant be kept somewhere in the house where it will the least likely to be seen, while being provided with substantial lighting from grow lights, and ample humidity. They didn’t specify what variety of plant this was, but did suggest that the plants can get quite tall. They also suggested that when the plant reaches the ceiling, to cut it down, harvest the seeds (should I want to grow some more plants like it) and burn the rest.

I apologize profusely for the selfishness of my motives, but really, who could pass up such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? I’ll tell ya what, everyone’s invited to a salad supper at the Nuthouse, topped with shrooms picked fresh out of the horse crap, and served with a side of Morning Glory tea. Bbmyls2go and sister, barryk will fire up the grill (and hopefully, not the entire neighborhood). Hypnagogic, bring your guitar for a seranade! TheDjinni brings the video games and will also offer hikes through the woods to spot evidences of his friend, bigfoot. Brother Leslie and causticveracity will come prepared to deliver sermons and spiritual enrichment for all, while pixelpyro spouts off New Age, hippiefied blasphemies in response. You’ll probably find tootboy wallowing in the kudzu – the crazy boy is just FASCINATED with the stuff. Fairydustings will donate a palm reading to all who desire to know their future. Jimschweizer and  perrye will be delivering politically motivational lectures. Champy will take all the boys out to the creek for a frog hunt. Foreverknight has been designated official tea party photographer. DrunkenOso will be giving nature walks. Silvara7 and mellomc will be conducting a fitness class while hester keeps everyone in stitches with tidbits from her daily adventures, while teaching a cooking class. Wildearrows and haydaymama will be conducting horseback rides in the pasture while cowboyjack dresses up the goats in peculiar outfits. Redhat will be tending the bar. Motionlesswheel will be conducting psychology seminars. Snuggs will be looking after the varmints and testing the Morning Glory tea. Myclette will be providing 80s music and showing old Star Trek videos. Misterghoulie will be showing folks how to choose the best produce when shopping. Rraspberry will be sharing book reviews. Honkey will be present to be sure to have any possible medical emmergencies covered, such as tootboy getting tangled up in the kudzu, or in the event that cowboyjack's wife catches him dressing farm animals again. Monicoo will be busy breaking unsuspecting hearts. Aparadox will be recording the peculiarities of party participants. Leedman will be giving lectures on emotional maturity. Justajournaler will be giving a slideshow of sights and attractions from the big city. Sandyquill will be giving suggestions for how to avoid the destruction of hurricane season while bookworm studies characters and clothing for ideas for an upcoming play. Patchesmom and wonderingsoul will be there as the ideal mother-daughter representatives. Goddesseunomia will probably be staggering about shouting obscenities because she decked herself in the head in the revolving door at the airport just before arriving. I’m sure some Morning Glory tea will settle her right down though, not to mention, relieve her headache. The goddess's hubby, paleale has been assigned to stand guard over the shrooms in defense against the Nutkin brigade, while krommos guards the seeds from young fledglings looking for a cheap high – nothing more frightening than 'high' birds.

Oh, PHOOEY! It was my intention to include all my Mindsay friends in this post, but HORSEdoodles, I’m tired and the brain is winding down. Suffice it to say, all are invited to this premiere Mindsay tea party. Clearly, you can see there will be something to keep everyone well occupied here at the Nuthouse Estate. Formal invitations will be going out soon, so watch your mailboxes for details.