Remember when baby-Roman went batshit over a tree? If not, click here to refresh your memory. So, that tree died and I was actually relieved because I didn’t want to move it back to Salt Lake when I left Logan. Long story short, now that I am settled I have decided to ease back into being a plant-momma.
My Aunt Carolyn gave me 4 new plants for my apartment and I love them. I now have 5 plants and a tree. I’ve come a long way from my plant-killing days 2 years ago. The air quality where I live is toxic, and the inversions last for up to a week sometimes. I like to tell myself the plants make somewhat of a difference when I walk through my front door.
Roman assumed I brought them home for him to suckle/chew/sniff/play safari cat in. So it’s been an interesting evening trying to find places where he can’t get to them. He’s a huge pain in my ass sometimes, but I sure do love him.
This guy is a non-medicinal aloe vera plant. And he has a mustache. So obviously he’s my favorite. He came from a home with 2 clever kids and my hilarious aunt, so I left the ‘stache because it suited him. I’ll name him eventually, but I usually like to do that when I’m intoxicated so I’ll wait until girls night with Kels on Friday. I get reeeeeaaal creative when I’ve had a glass of wine or two.
*slightly buzzed* “Kels, lets name my aloe vera plant!”
Hey everybody, fanks for reading my blog! We’re busy kicking finals ass & helping high school dropouts get an education, so we just thought we’d share this special photo with you instead of a regular post for today. Roman & I appreciate you! Thanks for being so awesome. Have a fabulous Monday, and as always, stay silly my friends.
ps. not even ashamed of any crazy-cat-lady pics anymore. don’t hate me because of this hot pic & the cat in it. Just love me for who I am, I mean, at least I only have one…….. :)
I can’t even begin to tell you how long I have wanted a kitten for. It’s only gotten worse since we have moved & I started working from home. But my beloved macbooks touch keypad isn’t working anymore & I get bad headaches from staring at the small print on the screen for work all day long. I can either get a kitten & pay a $500 deposit (our townhomes require it) or buy an iMac, $1,199. I spend the majority of my time on my computer between work, school, & Commander in Chic. But I am also a huge animal lover & would love nothing more then rescuing a kitten who needs a home. What would you do?
I just read until my eyeballs felt like they were shriveled little raisins. Now I’m looking forward to dreaming about my very own library. With a chair like this that I’ll curl up in to feel real tiny & in my own world. Someday I will create a beautiful sanctuary for my family & I… And our four legged children, of course. By the way, I told Andy I’m baby hungry… For one of these, you crazy ass….. +this
It’s 110 degrees in my bedroom & Milton is barking in his sleep. I could go for some snuggins & this as a midnight snack. I hope you don’t throw your phone across the room when it buzzes to notify you that, ‘bcommanderinchic has published a new post‘… The shit we put up with when it comes to fellow bloggers, right?…. Ps. Does the girl in the picture above look like the kleenex girl in the commercials, or am I nuts?
“To add a library to a house is to give that house a soul.”
― Marcus Tullius Cicero