Today I have to work at the flower shop and probably tomorrow too. After all, Valentine's Day is upon us and it is time for this x-flower elf to come out from behind her computer and books to make lovely bouquets of roses and lilies and yes, even carnations too. Most people don't like carnations because they're cheap and not very fancy and they have a weird smell. But I like them. They remind me of being a kid--when life was a little less complicated, when I could walk into a cooler full of flowers just for fun. Not that being a kid was easy; I wish it was so. Oh, where is this going??
To say: "I grew up in a flower shop" is kinda like saying: "I went to Catholic school." Both are true--and if you've experienced either, then you know what I mean.
But anyway--duty calls--
and off I go... to the thorny under-belly of love.