Remember my genius post about starting seeds in sandwich bags? Oh, fail. Epic fail. Supernova fail.
The starts turned out great. I was so happy that my tomato seeds grew into tomato plants. I have never grown tomatoes from seed with much success. (No success.) I rounded up the kids for a morning of planting in the garden. You know, SOME GOOD OLD FASHIONED FAMILY FUN, yuck yuck? The holes were dug, the plants placed. Then came the task of getting them out of the plastic bags. There was no saving the bags. They had to be ripped off, and then the dirt didn’t hold together. Plants broke and roots were ravaged. For every plant that made it into the ground, five were ruined.
This gardening thing…DIE! The plastic bag start thing…BURN. Not recommended. Ever.
I am going to start blogging about things that really annoy me. I have written about owls, chevrons and motivational pins on Pinterest. Today, I am calling out home decor magazines, craft stores and well intentioned decorators who just want to give a room a little whimsy.
Words. Giant words. Giant painted letters that form words that tell you what to do. Peppered throughout the home. In the dining room, SIT. In the kitchen, EAT. In the entryway, HELLO. In the bedroom, RELAX, UNWIND, or BREATHE. In the bathroom, SPA, WASH, or CLEAN. What the??? Don’t tell me what to do! How rude! I don’t need directions, I am not that old, stupid, or unruly. When I rise in the morning do I really need to be reminded to breathe? This trend is obnoxious because it shirks honesty. Those are words pasted up as a reminder of what a winners home should embody. Too bad I am a loser.
My words would be DIRT in the entryway, SPILLED in the dining room, FART, EW or HAIR in the bathroom, HEADACHE, TIRED or #&$^#&!!! in the bedroom. So, please save your words. They only add to my constant woe.