older and wiser.. something like that

Me again! Surprised or what? If I sound different it’s because I’m older now. I turned 27 yesterday and the entire day this kept running through my mind..

So true or what?! It was an amazing birthday, filled with all of my great loves- coffee, champagne, brunch, new boots, frozen yogurt, a bulldog and RC.  

Ari- that's me!

We spent some time at the house and I did some “gardening”. I use that term loosely because it’s probably closer to re-planting. I’ve wanted flowers since before we moved into the house; it was one of the things I was most excited for. You see, I went to JMU where they have little gnomes who plant new flowers almost daily and you never see dead flowers…. Ever. Besides that I grew up with Jim, my dad, who plants new flowers on the reg.. for fun. So flowers were a must. However, I don’t have what you call a green thumb. Mine’s more.. red. Or whatever the opposite of green is on the color wheel.

Give me anything with a heartbeat and that thing will never go unfed, unloved or un-nurtured (that’s not a word) but plants.. they’re just not my thing! So convincing RC that I should buy some plants was like trying to convince my Dad we needed another dog. I eventually get my way but it takes some convincing.  

i even let him pull the cart!!!

RC even splurged on special dirt soil, it’s supposed to protect against under and over watering aka the Gardening for Idiots type of soil.

I don’t know how much I like gardening, it was really hot and the dirt (SOIL!)  seemed to stay under my finger nails for hours and all I could think about was that I was maybe going to pick up a worm or that I was touching horse poop. Do you think there was horse sh*t in there? No, right? Well either way, I washed my hands 100 times and this is the finished product!

Oh and that’s our new deck furniture! What do you think? Want to come over?