Watermelon Story: Part 2

We harvested the watermelon crop (weighing in at 15.5, 25.5, and 27 lbs respectively) on Saturday night and had a lot of fun chopping them up with Jason's Belizian machete. We now have more watermelon that we know what to do with! We shared some with neigbors, but we haven't made it all the way around the neighborhood yet. Saturday night turned into an ad hoc watermelon margarita party with just the three of us. Jason played some funky Colombian music and danced all over the livingroom and kitchen with Violet, thus passing down secret dance tecniques and moves which are held sacred in the House of Chruma.

Note: Just for clarification from the first Watermelon Story (as if any were needed), I did not actually vomit into the compost bin while in labor at 1 AM. The seeds and rinds had been placed in there earlier that day when my mom had cut up the edible portion of the fruit. I merely vomited up the fruit while laboring inside the house before leaving for the hospital.