Look! I'm back already. We're off to a good (twelfth) start!
I have two pressing issues today. (Both will indicate that I am not suffering, and have a pretty darn good life.) One problem is my addiction to Toffifay - "A Whole Hazelnut in Chewy Caramel with Chocolate Hazelnut Filling and Chocolate". I am pretty sure that I am single-handedly responsible for a huge surge in Toffifay inventory at the local CVS store. I find myself standing in the chocolate aisle, devastated, staring at the barren shelf. Then two seconds later I struck by the even more devastating reality that it was ME who bought the last two boxes last night. I turn to leave, feeling both relief and grief at the same time. This has to stop. I don't know why I can't eat just ONE, and have it NOT mean "entire box".
A few weeks ago I became obsessed with the idea of "houseplants" since we've really never had any. It's like photosynthesis suddenly became my greatest fascination, and I became convinced that we were oxygen deprived in our new home, because we didn't have any plants! This leads me to the second issue of the day - hanging a plant from the ceiling. I thought I'd become quite adept at using a stud-finder (insert "like I needed any help, psh!" or "your mom is a stud-finder"....etc....) but there is simply no way the hole I nailed into the plaster would hold the hook, to support the giant hanging plant. UGH! So now there is a hole in the ceiling, and the giant hanging plant is residing in the bath tub. I'm sure Terence thinks it's super-fun to shower with a scene from "The Ruins".
I spent two hours in the greenhouse at Wilson Farms on Sunday. Phone in hand, I carefully researched and cross-checked the various species with the has-to-be-true (right?) internet information concerning what would -and more importantly-what would NOT, kill our pets upon ingestion. Surely ingestion will be inevitable at some point. The lady was very helpful, and after dealing with my million questions, states "You know, I'm going to compile a list for pet-owners!" For surely, she won't want to deal with the likes of me, ever again.
I walked out with three little plants, one medium plant, and the aforementioned giant hanging plant. Pictures of my new green pets soon to follow! Provided I can keep them alive long enough to a) figure out where to put them, and b) take photos....