My tips for taking care of house plants (random babbling)

As you all know, I am a fabulous grower of live things.  I grew 3 kids.  I have a lawn.  Grass even grows in the rocks at the side of the house. Oh the things I can grow.  The eyes on the potatoes in my pantry grow like a tuber obtaining limbs to make their escape.  Don't even get me started on the spider web garden I'm growing in the living room window.  Anyway, let me introduce you to my plants.  The plant in my room is actually Amanda's.  It's an orchid.  It was given to her when she still lived at home ( I think, I don't know why else it would be at my house.)  Well, it is so tall and it has 2 flowers on it.  I wish I would have a picture of it but I'm not prepared.  The flowers are white and purple.

I have a poinsettia on my stairs.  It is my goal to keep it alive all the way til Christmas.  So far so good!  It's turning green, it only has a few red leaves left on it. 

I have one of those cool planter flower things that you buy at walmart that is full of flowers.  The kind you hang out by your front door.  But I can't find what to hang it from so it's in my living room.  It's not doing so good. :/  Amanda told me to give it to her before I killed it but it was a gift to me soooooo no. 

I have a money tree.  It currently is just a stick poking out of dirt but I'm not giving up hope that I can bring it back to life.  I send it positive energy and talk to it.  I think it is disappointed in me.  That money tree really thrived when I had it over by the desk by some boxes and I forgot about it.  Now it is by my mom's sewing machine and it stubbornly insists on being a stick.

The plant in my kitchen window is my favorite.  It is the most random crazy collection of plants.  It has it's own personality and is a mismatch of memories.  The main plant in it is one of those green plants with the long grassy leaves and woody stem (body?).  That plant is from the planter we got when Grandma McDonald died.  There is a lily in it that I got from my visiting teacher last year.  There is some flower, possibly a gerber daisy, from the church on mothers day last year.  I need to pull all the dead leaves off of it because it's coming back to life.

So here is how I care for my plants.  When Stella's water bowl is empty I fill my waterer full of water and then fill up her bowl.  I use the remaining water to water the plants. Ouila!  There you have it.  More housekeeping tips to come!

Mothers Day

I want to take a minute and recognize my mom for being a great mom.  I think she feels bad a lot about being a bad mom.  Now that I'm a mom, I totally get that.  But I want my mom to know that she did a great job.  She taught me the value of being a good worker and to be responsible.  This has lead me to the job that I have now that I love.  She also taught me her testimony which is very strong.  She is a very good example of compassion.  She is always willing to help anyone.  I don't want this blog to be like a mothers day talk.  I know my mom hates those.  So I'll talk about some of her other not so glowing virtues.  Her sick sense of humor (which she has passed on to me and my children).  Nothing is funnier to her than the sound of someone falling down stairs or running into a glass door.  Her love of German potato pancakes is hard to understand. (Gross)  Don't even get me started on Shepherds Pie.  Oh but her ice cream cake!  So good!  It's my favorite.  She also makes excellent home made bread and taught me how to make excellent home made bread too. 

Now I don't want to forget MOM (My Other Mom), my mother in law.  She has put up with so much from me.  I know I drive her crazy with my indecisiveness.  She just needs to understand that where we eat is not as important to me as just getting to spend time with her.  Also my getting tired early is kind of a joke but in this case she needs to understand that being married to her son takes quite a bit of energy.  Just kidding, I'm just lazy.  But I appreciate everything she has done for me over the years.  She always made me feel accepted and loved. 

The next moms I want to recognize are my daughters' mothers in law.  I feel like they both have great mothers in law that care for them when I can't because they don't live with me anymore.  I am lucky to have that peace of mind.