Spare Me

Emoticons are the root of all evil.

And the ones in the guise of happiness, those ones, they are the most sinister. The sad ones? They make me laugh. The winking ones make my heckles stand up. The jester ones? Naff to the max.

But they all really hurt my feelings.

Stupid Things I Do In My Spare* Time

I am punching myself in the head as I type. I just did something really, super incredibly stoopid.

I am the proud and lucky owner of three Phalaenopsis orchids. I am a lucky gal. And by no means a green thumb. My Mum and sisters can attest to this.And so can each of the orchids because none of them are flowering. NONE OF THEM! But I try and look after them (the orchids, not my family - though I do try and look after them too), and they are very leafy, lush and green. But no flowers = no cigar.

I visited my local nursery today, gleaned some tips, came home, inspected them, struck a few geraniums in the meantime and then I set to my orchids.

Firstly, word on the street, I had been using the wrong fertiliser. Which is for certs not my fault because someone at said nursery sold it to me. HMPH! So I got the right fertiliser.

I checked the stems and saw a nice little bud on one stem. I was excited. Like I said, no flowers for yonks. And then I bloody well cut it off in a stupid, distracted moment. ERGH! What an idiot. I need Peter Cundall.

Please tell me something stupid you've done. Just to make me feel better. Feel free to make something up.

image via - where there are some good tips!

* I use the term 'spare' loosely