Look what we found on the windowsill today:
Remember
these mystery seeds? (And remember these dirty windows, too? I'm telling you--it's my landlord, gosh darn it. The dirt's on the
outside!)
We killed the squash plant, straight up. I mean, we did what we could--even transplanted it to the yard where we hoped the bees would pollinate both the male and female bits, so we'd get veg, but Dad seems to have run it over with the trash bin. And we can't make out what the one on the right (below) is--anybody watch
Weeds? I'm a little worried. (It
is an progressive school, after all.) But Annabelle discovered this perfect bloom upon waking, and she let out a squeal of delight that made me so happy. This project truly gave her joy--the care taking, the waiting, the prize: a pretty flower, from nothing.
But you want to know the hilarious part? I have two phobias--both nonsensical, completely irrational, but ferocious and constant since my childhood. The first one is big things that are meant to be little--you know, stuff that's over sized. The other?
Pansies. For real.
Remember these mystery seeds? (And remember these dirty windows, too? I'm telling you--it's my landlord, gosh darn it. The dirt's on the outside!)
We killed the squash plant, straight up. I mean, we did what we could--even transplanted it to the yard where we hoped the bees would pollinate both the male and female bits, so we'd get veg, but Dad seems to have run it over with the trash bin. And we can't make out what the one on the right (below) is--anybody watch Weeds? I'm a little worried. (It is an progressive school, after all.) But Annabelle discovered this perfect bloom upon waking, and she let out a squeal of delight that made me so happy. This project truly gave her joy--the care taking, the waiting, the prize: a pretty flower, from nothing.
But you want to know the hilarious part? I have two phobias--both nonsensical, completely irrational, but ferocious and constant since my childhood. The first one is big things that are meant to be little--you know, stuff that's over sized. The other? Pansies. For real.
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5 comments:
really? i'm curious... need to know more. is there more?
fear of pansies. never heard of it - but then again, you are an original and that's why we love you. xo
More on the pansy fear, you mean? Sadly, not really. Do you have any phobias? If mine are any indication, they seem to make absolutely no sense. I'm not afraid of, say, rabid dogs or home invasions. Nope. Pansies. It's the dark, spreading center in the middle that sets me off. The way it's like an ink stain, you know? I get this feeling like there's a memory involved that I just can't access, something sinister that's nudged by the image but not quite brought to life. Boy, that really makes me sound strange. ;-)
there is something a little sinister about their faces, i think. as i recall, not a nice flower in the disney alice in wonderland. still, one of my favorite flowers..... so what does that say about me??? ;-)
no matter. i'm with you on the oversized oddities. no thanks. *shudder*
OMG--I wondered if it STEMS from Alice in Wonderland?! You're a genius. And a little weird, like me. ;-)
i had a fear of heights which is common and boring. it's gotten much better since being a mom... we are big hikers (you should have seen my panic after i climbed mt washington - did i not think it would be *high* up there at the top?), when we started hiking with emily and she (along with adam) would barrel ahead on the ledge of a cliff and i would stand back frozen... not good. i started making myself suck it up for her benefit. hardest thing ever.
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