Meet Oliver

This is Oliver, my orchid. A few months ago, I fell in love with orchids. Lillies have always been my favorite but the unique beauty and character that orchids carry...just captures the eye. Wow. I don't think I've ever been so deep on this blog before. But I digress. All that I had ever heard about orchids was they are VERY FRAGILE and VERY HARD TO CARE FOR. Which, in turn, scared me of ever owning one. I didn't want to be responsible for killing something so beautiful. But then, I talked to Sue. Yeah, you know Sue...the receptionist at SK+G and she told me "Oh noooo....just water every couple days....you'll be fine...." You see, Sue's father was an orchid grower so she TOTALLY knows.

So Pep and I were at Trader Joe's over the weekend and as an early birthday gift, she purchased the orchid for me. On Mother's Day and no I do not feel guilty. She WANTED to, Ok?? Plants live longer if you name them. Fact. So this is Oliver and he is a very handsome fella if I do say so myself. He sits on the mantel in front of the giant elephant foot in my main quarters (out of reach from Sir Gordon Snacks A Lot and Miss Sienna Miller).

And now that I think about it, he is probably going to live to be like 120 since I dedicated a whole blog to him. So thanks for hanging in there and so far, so good.