Decisions, Decisions

Knowing your own weaknesses is a sign of maturity and offers one an opportunity to grow and change..or at least I hope.  I had set out today to add some nice foliage to our front yard since this past winter was so very cruel.  I picked out some hosta, mulch, and potting soil at Home Depot.  All of that took about 20 minutes.  But, lo and behold, I had yet to pick out some flowers.  Flowering plant of choice:  pansies.  I don't have much of a green thumb and these little guys are typically hardy and easy to care for.  They are, however, difficult to choose.  Apparently, there are at least 20 different kinds of pansies available at Home Depot.  For a normal person, that means great selection and diversity.  For someone like me, who takes 38 minutes to pick out a bunch of bananas at the supermarket, that means confusion and second-guessing.  I know that I have issues with indecision and you would think that knowledge would prove helpful.  Not really.  Bottom line:  the landscaping out front looks lovely regardless of the fact that it took me over 20 minutes to pick out each one of the five pansies that now grace our front yard.  Some things will just never change.  Here's to picking the perfect flower!

Stealing My Plastic Bugs

So, I'm in Target today and there are plastic bugs on sale.  Giant bugs $1 a piece.  Perfect for next month's theme in school of Bugs/Plants.  I put six of these lovely specimens in my cart and continue shopping.  After throwing a few more items in and heading towards the checkout, I decide to park the cart and check out their selection of flip-flops. Upon my return to the cart, I catch a little boy knee deep in my cart trying to quickly gather up the giant bugs.  I make sure he isn't with a scary, threatening-looking parent, and say, "Hey...where are you going with those?"  He looks at me sheepishly, hands them over, and says, "Here ya go."  I inform him:  "I need those.  I'm a teacher."  He replies, "You're a teacher?" and walks away.  I thought for a second...why was that so surprising for him to hear?  Was it because I was sporting my Star Wars t-shirt and jeans or perhaps because I was upset about the thought of losing my giant bugs?  You really can't mess with a teacher who found a cheap teaching tool at Target.

Botox, Baby!

I can't take credit for this story as it is not my own.  My good friend called me today to chat.  She had a great story for me that I feel the need to post.  Over the weekend, she had braces put on her teeth.  She proceeds to tell me that while at the orthodontist office, her orthodontist told her that she should get Botox.  Mind you...she is only 26 years old!  She looked with hindsight at the situation:  I'm not 12 years old and I'm in an orthodontist office getting braces put on only to be told that at 26 years of age I have "worry lines" and could use some Botox.  Unreal.

Dog's Water Bowl

It could be in the kitchen in a corner...by the couch in the family room...completely out of the way someplace...but no matter where the dog's water bowl is, my dear hubby walks into it.  You hear the slight clang of metal, a tiny splashing sound, and voila...another miniature puddle on the floor in yet another locale.  Mind you, our dog is a Yorkshire Terrier and her bowl is the size of a hamburger.  However, despite this fact, my husband needs to change yet another pair of soggy socks.

Finally Posting

I'm actually composing a post for this blog.  It only took me all day to get started.  But, now that I am, it's time to start sharing stories.