Poorly placed price tags

 My friend sent these to me.  Chortle.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Favorites?

still showing up

 For the time being I am still working at the flower shop until... until my friend opens her own store!  That is something I feel pretty anxious and excited about.  It would be a really, really nice change to work at a place I care about and want to succeed.  On the other hand, opening a business.... risky.  Stay tuned. 

This weekend at the shop was particularly annoying because it was so dirty.  I guess that is what you get when go from a mostly female staff to an all male one.  Apparently the owner just hired a designer this last week.  It turns out, he is not really a designer and actually homeless.  Great move   I couldn't even make this shit up.

 

Usually, I just make whatever boring vase arrangement FTD has on sale that week, but someone actually ordered something unusual!  All red and orange.  I didn't have the cool foliage to put into it, so I went out back and cut some down.  Living in Florida has it's pluses. 

Commercials for a Dream

 I just heard about this on The View.  They couldn't show these ads on daytime, so of course I youtube'd them right away.

Director Darren Aronofsky (Black Swan) did a few clips cautioning against Crystal Meth. If you liked Requiem for a Dream, you'll love these PSAs

Well, there is your daily dose of happiness. That's it.  I am never having kids.

best xmas present ever

 ... for Kyohei from me (definitely for me too). 

Cirque du Soleil!!!

Even though he says I look like an eggplant, I got us two tickets to this show.  Too bad it isn't until March.  I can post this on here because I am confident that my husband rarely checks my blog. 

Question:  Should I
1) tell him about this for Christmas
2) Surprise him in March.  As in, "what do you want to do for dinner?"  Me: "get in the car."

This is going to be crazy-awesome. 

nasu

 For years Kyohei has always told me my face looks like an eggplant.  Can you believe I married this guy?

The other day, he opened the refrigerator and said, "Oh Sarah!  What are you doing in there?  Oh wait..."

Then he produces an eggplant from the shelf.   hardy har har har har....

Just to further the debate on whether or not I resemple an eggplant, we took this shot.

I am as amused as I look.

Small town tomfoolery

 Life hasn't been all doom and gloom and bloom (flower shop) for me, though it kind of seems like that lately.  

Last week, I went with my Turkish teacher and fellow classmate to the Corn Maze in Micanopy. 

  

It was aMAZingly more fun than I thought it would be.  There was a Florida Agriculture-themed miniature golf course, a hay ride, cow feeding, and of course, the ridiculously huge cornmaze lit by the light of the moon.  What a great American tradition our Turkish teacher got to experience, ha ha.

Yesterday, my friend Tara (ex-flowersop) invited me to come along to the Blues Festival in Palatka. 

 

Angie, me, Tara

Palatka is SUCH a small town.  It takes about 1.5 minutes to breeze through it on my way to the beach.  I'm happy to report that I am NOT under Tremidous Stress.

I love living in Florida.

 

This town had some serious murals downtown. 

There was a zero percent chance of me not taking stupid pictures with them.

This corndog made the whole trip worthwhile.  If you read this blog, you know I'm a really big corndog fan.  I eat these little pieces of paradise wherever I go.  I've had my fair share.  I can say, with no hesitation, that this was THE BEST CORNDOG ever!  It was hand-dipped in corn batter (which was light and buttery) by some carnival people from one of my favorite states-Ohio.  Oh my gosh.... just thinking about this corndog....

We had a pretty fun time drinking and trying to avoid the locals, but the fest was kind of a disappointment.   We thought there would be way more people and a lot more music.  There was not.  UNTIL, we found this one bar.  With a statute of the Blues Brothers in the entrance, we knew we were on to something.

  

Rocking our red Solo Cups and enjoying some good live music (finally!)  Turns out the people of Palatka aren't all that bad.  I'll be back.

Inappropriate Veterans' Day humor

 Kyohei and I were watching a special about Vietnam Vets on the History channel last night.  All the ads during the commercial breaks were aimed at Veterans as well.

We learned that Applebees is running a special where all Veterans can eat there free tomorrow.

"Wow! Free!?!" Kyohei says.

"Is your restaurant giving Veterans any discounts on Friday?"

"No"

"Why?  Because it is a Japanese restaurant?" I taunt.

"Yeah, we are going to wait for Pearl Harbor Day.  Then we will charge them all double."

[eye roll]

final episode

 I've often joked with my friends & coworkers at the flowershop that there should be a sitcom about us.  There was always something crazy, dramatic or hilarious going on.  I couldn't even make up half of it.  This week past week it feels like our season has been cancelled. 

Diane passed away on Monday after her battle with pancreatic cancer (her obituary is so perfectly her).  This is the second friend I've lost on Halloween.  I was pretty depressed all week.  I wore black.  I need my rituals, even if no one else knows I'm doing them.

Keli gave her two-weeks notice.  We had our last day of working together on Friday (I had off on my regular job).  I was the one who recruited and hired her.  She really turned out to be a great employee.

Cappy, my best friend, went on strike to demand our paychecks on time.  Instead of actually just paying her, the owner and she got in a fight.  Now she is never coming back.  What a complete f*$#ing A$$ that guy is.

Now the only person who works there is completely inexperienced.  I feel like he might walk out this week.  There is no way one person experienced or not will be able to handle the shop alone for 7 days a week.  Impossible. 

I guess the flowershop was always more than just a job.  It was a community.  It was an identity.  It was a place apart from the nonsense and banality of academia.  It still feels like home.  I also really like arranging flowers.

Will I have a job to go to next weekend?  And now, with everyone gone, do I still want to work there?
Stay tuned.