Green Watermelon

I finally got back to a remotely normal schedule with work this week, Wednesday. It took until Wednesday. I'm thankful that it went back to normal quickly and did not continue to unravel wrecklessly, spinning wildly out of control.

I ended my day at my parent's house, cleaning for them. Dad and I chatted for a few minutes when he announced he needed to go out to the garage and divvy up the excess watermelon they had on hand. "Your mom wants me to send some home with you. Dustin just loves it. Especially the green watermelon."

I was preparing to embark on my cleaning expedition and thought briefly: green watermelon? Never heard of it. Is this a new fruit?

Half-way through the job, I went to the garage to take a break. Dad was at his office table, spooning out red and green watermelon.

"You need to try this, it's delicious," he hands me a piece of seedless, red watermelon. I had a try, it wasn't too bad for "off" season watermelon.

"The green watermelon is just delicious. Have you ever had green watermelon?"

Uh, can't say that I have, I think to myself as I take the offered piece. I took a sniff and looked at him, eyes sqinting, forehead wrinkled. Really? Green watermelon, huh? I popped it in my mouth where I realized immediately that it was not green watermelon.

"It's mush melon!" For the life of me, I couldn't think of the actual name. Obviously we're both struggling with that. "You know, canteloupe. Oh, barf!! I hate this stuff."

"It is?" Dad asks, completely serious and taken totally by surprise.

Are you kidding me?

Green watermelon.

Bless his heart...
"Yes, honey, it's melon--not green watermelon."

I told Mom my little story tonight at the basketball game where she supplied me with the correct term:

Honey Dew Melon.

Bingo.