LONG POST, you’ve been warned

First things first (I’m a realist), let’s get the business out of the way. Being a Saturday, I was slow going and did not have one ounce of motivation to do anything today. I’m not even mad at it. I made the executive decision to do all weekend chores tomorrow (Sunday). That meant, I got to binge the first half of season 3 of Bridgerton, try to re-read a book, watched Mother of the Bride on Netflix and do nothing else. Once I accomplished the above, I went for a walk of normal distance (still debating on the 3 miles) in the fixed time (38:15) and then took a shower (I’ll discuss this new goal tomorrow). Very productive non-productive day.

Here comes the verbal vomit.

I have a wonderful human who is part of my tribe and she did a favor for me today. That same wonderful human made me realize something (I’ll explain below). This human is a fucking gem and I wish everyone could know her…but not too well because I don’t like to share.

I explained my disdain for any other color of Gerber Daisies in an earlier post. I truly, only like red. When I purchase them, they don’t say “red” Gerbera. They just say Gerbera, but there is a picture (typically) of the color. Or, you can see the things blooming with the flowers and you can kinda tell that yeah, ok, that’s the color these will be. Needless to say, I was duped. I was lied to. I feel violated. (I’m being dramatic but semi-serious).

Yesterday, I noticed my potted RED Gerbera had a YELLOW flower, along with the red. I was semi-irritated because I didn’t just have my favorite red, but YELLOW. UGH. That was NOT on the label stake. No, “Multi colored” label or picture. UGH. I texted my awesome human of this situation and she fondly named them, “Ronald McDonald” themed. (funny but I’m still annoyed). I had or thought I had accepted this new color scheme and I did sleep well.

Then, this morning, I noticed something interesting. Mind blowing actually. Not only was there YELLOW yesterday, but there is now PINK. Darkish fuchsia PINK. (enter dramatics). I have texted several people today showing my disdain and frustration over this new development. Kinda stupid and for about 5 minutes I thought I would rip them out. I did, however, curse out loud for about 5 minutes, took lots of pictures and told a few neighbors (along with the pictures sent to some folks).

I know what one will think about reading this…that I’m being a baby. It’s just flowers, yellow and pink are pretty. And here comes my rant, “I know it’s JUST flowers, I know they aren’t UGLY flowers, but I had my heart set on JUST RED and this false advertising is just stupid and they need to change how they show the stupid flowers so people can buy what they want.” Rant over.

Below is the exact text I sent to that wonderful human, who did me a favor this morning.

Me: Dude. Ronald McDonald has revealed another surprise. I feel violated. (Sent picture of Red, Yellow and Pink Gerber)

Wonderful Human: Omgosh! You are so lucky! What beautiful surprises! (smiley heart face emoji)

Me: (Angry face emoji) Stop being positive. I was duped.

Wonderful Human: Omgosh-there is a message there. Can’t you see it? (smiley face emoji)

Me: I’ll look for it tomorrow

Wonderful Human: (Laughing face emoji) Maybe you’ll fall asleep wondering and it’ll come to you

Of course this wonderful human saw what I did not see…a message from my Mama. My Mom really knew me. She knew that I was not a very organized person, but when I set my mind to something, it was set. I’ll prepare for what I have my mind set to and will do all the things to make it a reality. If I wanted something, I wanted it and could not be swayed. I also do not like things that are out of structure (I’ll tell you about the time she bought a cook book that didn’t have measurements and only ingredients and then laughed her ass off when she watched me figure that one out later on). She would get a fucking kick out of destroying my all red plan and then watch me freak the hell out. I can HEAR her laughing. “Let’s do the yellow cause it’s not so bad but then add the pink to really fuck with her.” Like SERIOUSLY.

So now, I’m laughing my ass off. I’m not being dramatic anymore. I’m accepting that there is most likely a logical reason for what has occurred and these were groomed this way and I just chose to not see it. But the one reason that makes my heart warm and happy is the fact that there is a message there, a message from my short and witty and red headed mother that she is around me. I’m going to be more open to these types of messages.