Hi, it’s Christina –
Good Morning! I had a
blast yesterday at B & C. I was there for four hours and I took a boatload
of orders, made up several dozen single rose packets so all the panicked teen
boys who come in on Saturday and just grab-pay-and-go. I helped one “doe in the
headlights” customer and even came up with something prolific for him to write
on his card. I boxed, I wrapped, I chatted, I laughed. Yeah, it was a good day.
One of the cool things was
seeing several of my friends names while boxing up orders for today’s
deliveries. All I have to say ladies, is your significant other has great
taste. The flowers are GORGEOUS! You’ll love them. And I was good, I didn’t
read a single card – except for the one I wrote.
Today is going to be a
challenge because it will be an eleven hour day, but I’m still looking forward
to it. When I showed Ron (the owner) and Carly (one of the designers) yesterday’s
blog post, they were thrilled. Carly laughed at me because I called the
experience exhilarating. I told her if she only did it a few days a year, she
would see it from a different perspective.
Carly is a phenomenal
floral designer. She made up this one bouquet yesterday which was absolutely
stunning. It consisted of various exotic flowers, and such a vibrant array of
colors, it simply took your breath away. I won’t even bother praising Ron, his
stuff is consistently picture perfect. He pairs things you would never expect,
and the results are remarkable. Okay, so maybe just a little praise, but don’t
tell him, he doesn’t need an ego boost. JUST TEASING, he’s a sweetheart and I
love working with him.
Ron’s son Nick came home
from college so he could lend a hand. This was great news for me, because it
meant I didn’t have to de-thorn a single rose. This year my hands won’t look
like they’ve broken up a cat fight. Nick’s a rose cleaning beast. He flies
through the zillions of roses in nothing flat, but then again, he was brought
up in the business, so I guess it’s to be expected.
I’m not sure if there will
be a blog post tomorrow morning or not. I have to be in the shop around 8:30,
and I’m sure today is going to whip my butt. I am going to try, but I’m not
making any promises.
Now Sunday, I know there
won’t be a post. We – Paulie, Dani and her boyfriend Randy, and I are leaving
for Vermont at 5:00 am. That will get us up to Lys by roughly 11:30 (depending
on the road conditions). We are going to take her out to lunch, give her her
birthday presents and her cake, sing Happy Birthday, eat cake, then turn around
and come back home. I’m hoping to get back by 10:00 pm. 
Crazy, I know, but not
seeing my baby on her birthday last year truly bothered me, and as long as
Mother Nature cooperates this year, I not going to let it happen again. The
real bear of it is going to be the high of -11° with wind chills in numbers I
don’t even want to think about. It’s times like these I really wish she had
accepted the invitation from Austen Peay in Clarksville, TN. LOL. Then again,
if she was down there, I wouldn’t be seeing her on her birthday. Oh well…
Okay, I need to go get
ready for work. I hope you have a fantastic Friday the 13th, and
happy writing!
Your
Next Challenge is:
I
love you to the moon and back…
You have ten minutes (be
honest). There is no right or wrong, just write. Spelling and punctuation don’t
count, and NO ONE is allowed to criticize what someone else has written. Go.
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