Okay FINE, I'll admit it okay...I'm weak. There, you happy? I'm very very weak. I can't help it. Fresh flowers have now been worked into my weekly grocery budget. Look, the way I figure it...this must still be cheaper than a monthly Prozac copay? Or how about those fancy shmancy lights that you sit under to make you "feel better". These flowers make me smile and give me hope. I'm really just doing it for my children...boy, how do you like that for justification...sigh...I'm pathetic.
11 February 2009
Therapy
Okay FINE, I'll admit it okay...I'm weak. There, you happy? I'm very very weak. I can't help it. Fresh flowers have now been worked into my weekly grocery budget. Look, the way I figure it...this must still be cheaper than a monthly Prozac copay? Or how about those fancy shmancy lights that you sit under to make you "feel better". These flowers make me smile and give me hope. I'm really just doing it for my children...boy, how do you like that for justification...sigh...I'm pathetic.
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I think it's great you are doing this again...I missed the flowers at your house and am glad they're back.
Aunt C
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