Remember back in April when I posted about my Green Thumb?  And by that, I mean my non-existent green thumb?

 

I attempted a herb garden for my patio.  I spray painted pots to make them all cutesy.  I spent money on herbs.  I envisioned myself sipping mojitos with fresh mint on the deck with some hot, hunky guy with my house sparkling clean and knowing my beautiful son would sleep in until 9am.  I mean, look at those herbs?  How beautiful and lush are they?

Well, guess which one of those happened?  None.  Here is the current state of my herb garden…

Wah-Wah.

Not looking so hot, huh?  I wouldn’t suggest anyone use herbs that look like that.

I don’t know what went wrong.  I loved them.  I cared for them.  I talked to them about my hopes and dreams of them becoming mojitos and pesto sauce.

Clearly I am a lost cause when it comes to rearing plants.

**Spell check keeps trying to change the word mojito to Doritos…

2 Thoughts on “In Mourning.

  1. Hahaha I am the same way! I got a bamboo plant because I was told they were low maintenance and could last through a lot. Well apparently not through my “yellow” thumb plant killing hands. I also like your envisions of sipping mojitos with hot hunky guys lol my dreams exactly.

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