Keeping Tradition, If Not Plants, Alive

Yesterday I woke up with a sore throat and a head that feels like it belongs to someone else. It's hard to describe but it just feels dozy and sluggish. And I feel tired. Very, very tired. An un-normal tired. Which tells me my body is fighting something off that is trying it's best to make a home in my system. I didn't blog and, horrors, I didn't go to my ladies study group. I just figured after the busy, busy weekend, that I should just stay home and try to give myself a fighting chance at getting rid of whatever is trying to creep up on me. And seeing this other head is not giving me anything award winning to write I have Mother's Day randomness. Sometimes random is good.

This was my first Mother's Day without my whole little brood around me. I didn't anticipate how hard that would be. I really, really missed Kay. But in spite of her not being able to be here it was a wonderful, wonderful Mother's Day. Church in the morning, Moms over for take out Chinese for lunch, traditional trip to buy bedding out plants in the afternoon. And the finale of the Amazing Race in the evening.

In spite of Kay not being here, we did get to talk to her, and talk to her for free, thanks to Skype. Too funny though watching her grandmothers, getting on headsets and getting used to talking into the mike. We have headsets that only have one ear piece and it was hilarious watching them keep trying to stretch the head band and try to stick the other side over their ears. Technology and grandmothers, too fun.

Kay totally surprised me by having this lovely plant delivered for Mother's Day. A surprise because I wasn't expecting it all and because I wondered how she was able to do it not owning a credit and all. Well, thank you boyfriend's mother's credit card. Love my african violets! I hope you got your cash. LOL. And be still my heart, there was even an adorable little bird stuck in the pot. We all know I love my birds.

It has become tradition that we head off to a greenhouse or somewhere that sells bedding out plants after lunch on Mother's Day. I love this little Mother's Day outing my kids have started. I get to pick out any plant I'd like and that is their gift to me. And they buy their grandmothers each one also. This year I picked this lovely colored plant. With it's red/bronze leaves, it will stand out nicely against some of the greener plants I have in the front and it's supposed to get little pink to white flowers on it during the summer. I'm so hoping it survivies my black thumb. I really like it and would hate to see it's demise at my hands.

What is it about greenhouses that possess a person me when I walk in the door. Note the above comment about having a black thumb? That totally seems to escape me when I walk in there and see all the beautiful flowers and colors and choices. I'm horrible at making up my mind to begin with and then I see all this gorgeous stuff and visions of what my paltry little flower beds and pots could look like overtake my brain and I end up walking out with more stuff than I ever know what to do with. So now I have this to find a home for. And because I bought it at Costco I had to buy a package three. LOL. What am I thinking?

But seriously who could resist these leaves?

And as if my mind was not in limbo enough, I walked out with these at another greenhouse:

As soon as I got home, my mind returned and now I'm staring at these gorgeous plants thinking "huh?". How did those get here and what am I going to do with them and exactly how much of my bank account was diminished? LOL.

So now I have to keep these poor babies alive until I can plant them out, which around here is not until the last week of May. The days are getting nicer, but our nights can still get down to freezing, so it's not worth the risk. So you all, might want to say a little prayer for my little bedding out plants. Coming home to live with me, they're going to need all the help they can get.