Monday, October 18, 2010

"Don't squeeze me!"

I have no green thumbs. In fact, you might say I have brown thumbs. Harsh Brown Thumbs of Death.

While we were dating, Dustin, knowing my less-than-stellar history with plants, gave me "a plant that even you can't kill!" It was a desert plant that could survive weeks without watering.

I accidentally knocked it off my windowsill and shattered the pot into a million pieces.

With that said, meet the newest addition to the family:


We decided he's easier than a child - less fussy and a whole lot cheaper. Dustin is in charge of keeping it alive. My job is to admire it from afar.

Hopefully it won't wither when I look at it.


smarteze said...

Two posts in two days? You're on a roll!

I know I said it yesterday, but I love your plant!

Jessica & Thomas said...