Girly Mom

I’m not good with plants.  In fact, the joke around my house is how long will it take me to kill a plant.

Luckily, no one keeps records of plant killers.  If they did, I’m sure all the nurseries in town would refuse to sell to me.

This year is going to be different.  I bought several petunias, a hibiscus, four ferns and two palm trees.  I’m planning to nurture and protect these babies all summer.

I repotted several of them all by myself.  I’ve watered them and fed them and even pulled little dead parts off of them.  I’m really getting into this gardening thing.

Ok, so maybe buying fully grown plants and watering them doesn’t constitute gardening by most standards.  But with my history of plant homicide, I’m already a Master Gardener in my own eyes because all of my plants still look healthy.

So for all you haters out there, just you wait.  When summer comes to an end this year, there are still going to be some beautiful, healthy plants up in here!

Just call me the Plant Whisperer.

Look!  They’re still alive!