Every Spring I bitch and moan about buying flowers because a green thumb I do not have.
I claim to anyone who will listen that I'm surprised the weeds are still alive in the front yard. I forget to water, I don't cover my flowers when the nights get chilly, but somehow they all survive. Sometimes they even thrive beyond any of my expectations. I know! It's shocking to me too!
Being a person who claims to not have a green thumb, what in the hell possessed me to buy a living plant? It's
Yet somehow a pretty pink prim rose is still keeping on.
This is what shows up in my house when a pretty little girl decides to get not pretty by throwing up all over the place! Did the flower make her better? Sure we can go with that. Now I suppose I should water the thing before it shrivels up and dies.
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