
So, my sweet husband gave me a wonderful Valentine's gift and card! After about 35 years of marriage he finally is starting to 'get' it. He went to a well known florist shop and picked up a plant. It was a beautiful philodendron type plant. At first I felt a little disappointed, not because I didn't appreciate the gift, mind you, but I am a known plant killer. Give me anything that is living in a pot and 98-99% of the time it will probably not live past one year, if even that. I am surprised that I have not been locked up for 'plant abuse' by the 'are you taking care of your plant police,' or at the least had them confiscated! The sad truth is, no matter how hard I try, I usually kill my unsuspecting plants by either drowning them, or forgetting to water them altogether until one day I (or more likely my sweet husband) end up noticing the drooping/brown leaves and dry soil.
Now, getting back to the plant my husband purchased for me for Valentine's Day. I carefully took off the wrapping, and then I touched the rocks on the top of the pot. They were like, glued on, you know? So,upon closer observation, the plant, to my surprise and glee, was made out of silicone or resin, a very good quality I might add. This meant that he was finally beginning to accept me for me! The plant killer! For so long he had cajoled, scolded and encouraged me 'very' strongly to pay attention to the plants that were sobbing for water or drowning in mud (take your pick). For so long I had continued to, against my will, kill the poor things!

Thank you honey for always loving me.
HAPPY VALENTINES DAY