orchid whisperer…

Several years ago, I decided I wanted to grow orchids.  They died.

Fast forward several years, I’m wiser, I drink slightly less (more?) and I am less fashionable than I once was (somewhere along the line leggings were introduced into the mix).  It was time.

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Plus, now I’m a floral designer.  All the orchid shaped puzzle pieces have fallen into place.

I am an orchid whisperer.

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Actually, I just have five orchids from Trader Joe’s  that have lasted two years.  I fertilize them.  When they don’t die, I give them tiny kisses.  And I put them in our sunroom.  Finally have a purpose for  that room.

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Once I felt confident I was past the point of murdering orchids, I have moved from Dendrobiums (in my professional orchid whispering opinion, the easiest to care for) and added Cymbidiums to the mix.

This one came from Whole Foods.  It’s all too easy, just throw an orchid in the cart while grabbing some eggs.

Today I went to Fresh Market to pick up coffee and walked out with coffee and a potted hyacinth.  The Boyfriend told me to stop buying plants, we’ll run out of living space and have to start sleeping out side where the plants actually go.

I’ll stop buying plants when we agree I don’t have to go to the grocery store anymore.

imaginary gardening…

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Much to the dismay of everyone that has ever met me, I’ve taken up gardening.

Thanks to Google, I’ve learned the difference between perennials and annuals.  Although sometimes I still need to look it up because I can’t keep them straight.  I still have to do “lefties” and “righties” on my hands to know direction.  Apparently, there’s just some things my brain won’t keep on retainer.

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But as my interest in flowers has grown, my interest in gardening has like-wise grown.  And I’ve been quite successful.  Until I planted some lavender and three days later is was dead.  That one’s not my fault.  I don’t know who to blame but it’s not me.  Three days seems a little record breaking.

So now I’m trying my hand at bulb planting.  I ordered Lily Trees, Daffodils (my complete least favorite flower ever created but they were free with Lily Tree purchase) and Poppy Anemone hybrids that will (hopefully) bloom in the spring.

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And these are some lackluster pictures of planted bulbs.  After planting over 100 bulbs, which oddly takes forever and in the end you have nothing to show for it, The Boyfriend came outside to bring me a cocktail.

Just kidding, there were no cocktails.  Apparently he only came outside to ask me, “why’s this imaginary garden taking forever?”

gardening & flamingo beers…

berr & flamingo

This is what my day (d)evolved into.

I began early this morning, determined to finally outwit the deer that are eating all the roses I spent hundreds of dollars on.

While in Alaska (weird beginning to any sentence), I learned when Alaskans want to keep deer away, they spray their gardens with cougar pee.  Well, first of all I don’t want to do that, and second, I’m afraid it will scare off deer and bring around the cougars.  And I really don’t want that.

Instead I went to Home Depot, where I bought some spray of the non-cougar pee variety that’s supposed to keep deer and rabbits away (and ideally the neighbor’s golden retriever that uses my yard as its personal bathroom twice a day).

So I hosed down my garden, i.e. rose graveyard, and planted a bougainvillea I bought on sale at HD.  When I ask why my bougainvillea (normally $49.95) was only $8, he said, “I don’t know, but if it dies in the next week or so just bring it back with the receipt.”   That sounds sketchy at best, and the odds of me digging up a dead bush, throwing it in the back of my car, driving across town and returning it for the large sum of $8 is pretty slim.

But thankfully the weather went south, thank God because I was sooo over gardening, and I brought the party inside.  And we all know what that means, time for flamingo beer.

I saw these online and although I don’t have a pool, these obviously were a necessity.

Happy Saturday.

my life, slightly more organized…

Normally it’s around the New Year when I think to myself, ‘wow, I really need to get it together‘, but in 2015 I’m running a little late.  I had my birthday last week and it left me with the overwhelming feeling to get myself organized.

The Boyfriend inquired if there was anything I was going to do differently this year.

My first thought: God I hope so.

My second thought: probably not…

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I didn’t realize it was common to analyze and assess your life January 1st, then re-assess around your birthday.  That’s a lot of self-reflection.  I’m more of a skim the surface type of girl; these waters only run so deep.

But I have several projects coming up that I’ve been working on and can always be more organized (understatement).  The Boyfriend is always giving me a hard time about not knowing what day it is, so I think giving me a Day Designer for my birthday was a subtle hit.

organizer day designerBut I love it, and now I know what day it is.  Today’s Friday (don’t give me any credit though, everyone always instinctively knows when it’s Friday).

organizer sugarpaperlaAnd I’ve been working on a side project in floral design and have papers, drawings and general ‘stuff’ everywhere.  So I got the ‘Perfect Binder‘ from Sugar Paper- LA and am obsessed.  All my ‘stuff’ in one place.  It’s a revolutionary concept.

Unfortunately the binder doesn’t help with all the flowers currently taking over our house.  The Boyfriend asked what I’m going to do with all the hydrangeas everywhere.

I know what day it is and he knows what hydrangeas are.  Who would have thought…

 

 

mid week pick me up…

After what seems like the longest week ever, and as it stands it’s only mid-afternoon Thursday, I decide to treat myself with beauty products.

gloss and mascara

Nothing like mascara and lip gloss to make Thursday seem more like a Saturday.  And bought myself some flowers.  

Oh and I made brownies (they’re gone).  

And am having a glass of sauvignon blanc (almost gone but thank God it’s refillable).

dior gloss

My make-up arsenal consists of gloss and mascaras.

This Dior gloss, Creme de Rose, is incredible.  Smells like roses and not like old ladies.  It’s plumping without being sticky.

And everyone always need more mascaras.  My two current favorites are Dior Addict It-Lash and Marc Jacobs Omega.  Layer for almost fake looking length.  I’m southern, I like mascara.  A lot of it.

julepApparently I had decided as early as Monday this was already the longest week of my thirty years because that was when I ordered my present to myself online.

Ten hours and counting til Friday…

 

happy weekend (early edition)…

I woke up this morning with the quick realization it was Friday and someone had served me too much Trader Joe wine at dinner last night.  camellia in vase

My first stop on this glorious Friday (!) is to Starbucks for a ‘double shot cafe mocha white russian valium latte to-go‘.  Skinny.  Obviously.  Then to pick up my french wine crates that will sit in my garage since I have no idea what to do with them.

So happy early weekend from myself, Phoebe & Phineas.  I named the dog and cat on my new DIY side tables.

It’s been slow making new friends in a new city…