You know it's bad when the florist laughs at you...

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I walked up to the grocery store this morning, partly because I wanted to get out and moving and partly because I wanted to grab something quick and easy for breakfast. On my way to the produce department, I stopped to look at the markdown cart in the floral department. They had a few nice potted mums and some slightly wilted Gerbera daisies, but what caught my eye was the orchid with the bright green flowers. My six-year-old has been begging for one recently, so I picked it up and looked at the clearance sticker on the bottom of the pot. $2.99, when it was originally $29.99? Sold! Into the basket it goes... And I hear laughter from the floral counter behind me. Yep, the florist there knows me and my fondness for cheap orchids all too well. After all, this is only my 10th one in the last couple of months. I'm hoping my newfound green thumb will extend to the table scrap garden I've started in the kitchen window. So far I have two celery plants that I'm growing from the ends of the plants we've cooked this month, a window box full of garlic I found on the markdown shelf, and some basil cuttings that are happily taking root in water. I'm thrilled that my little plants are thriving, since I've never been able to keep anything but my little potted bamboo plant alive before now.