every rose has its thorn

15 hour work-day.
tired, but satisfied.
tomorrow is tuesday, another busy, busy flower day.
rode a ticked-out pink bike around dowtown abilene trying to sell flowers.
the best ride of my life.
laughed.
made TWO flower arrangements for delivery (not much but i'm new).
got glitter up my nose.
drank bubba cola and ate choclaty white-walls (spelling is correct to the packaging...)
stabbed myself with a thorn and bled profusely.
giggled.
declared that i preferred st. patrick's day to st. valentine's day.
tied a ton of ribbons.
the sound of the phones at work are ringing in my head.
yawned.

more later, i'm sleepy. yay. i have things to say about last week. so much, but not enough really. it is okay though, i am okay though. more flowers tomorrow, more crazy men making last minute purchases tomorrow. if they only understood how easy it is to pre-order and how happy flowers can make a person in their life (mother, wife, sister, daughter, girlfriend, aunt, cousin, whoever.....). i think it is amazing how people just glow a little bit when giving or recieving gifts straight from creation (well i mean not THE creation, but i think you know what i'm saying).

it is nice.