Do you like tomatoes? I know I do, and until this year, I’ve relied heavily on my mother’s garden for the production of my summer ‘maters. That was until the Topsy Turvy Tomato Tree came into my life like a bright beacon of hope this Easter courtesy of Jeff. How ever did he know?
Well, I might have said something like “A Topsy Turvy Tree would make a kick-ass Easter present” once or maybe five times. I like to spell things out for him so there is never any confusion.
My reign as a plant killer is coming to an end. Somehow this year will be different. This year, I won’t kill another tomato plant. This year I’ll have a tomato harvest of my own, and YES! this year I’ll have to GIVE the suckers away, they will be that plentiful.
Check out my TTTT (I have two, you know.)
Ok, so they aren’t the exact ones from the infomercial. The one that was, like, $60 bucks AND another $20 in shipping and handling (I’ll have MY tomato tree un-handled please. Perverts.) It did, however, come with its own stainless steel stand and could hold three plants. Maybe next year I’ll upgrade to the fancier pot, but I’m pretty happy with these two.
This is the modified version available at Walgreens, CVS, Walmart, just about everywhere I look actually. It holds one plant per unit (tee hee, I said unit) we were smart and planned on it getting very heavy (i.e. read a review with warnings about anticipating the weight of the plant, dirt and a billion tomatoes) and hung them on 200lb hooks from my porch. I water daily (or, at least, Jeff does) and we (meaning he) fertilize them every 10 days or so. There is a root explosion going on inside, I just know it, and little yellow flowers all over them (I heretell that’s a good thing) and they are at least twice the size they were a week ago, thank heavens for all the rain. This sucker is going to work, I tell you. It was written up as a top invention in Reader’s Digest and all that crap, there are photos of lush tomato plants with lots of ‘maters all over these here internets, so I know, I KNOW it will work.
I’m so excited.
And my T-Turv can’t hide it!
I’m about to lose control and I think I like it (oh yeah!)
