Thursday, October 11, 2012

Confessions of a mum hater

(I'm referring to the flower not the ladies who have birthed and/or raised British children.)


When I first moved to this east coast town I noticed that in October every resident buys and displays mums in front of their house.   It's just the way things are done, like some unspoken agreement.  I wanted to be a gamer and give this a try but I realized pretty quickly that I just can't with the mum.  I don't like anything about them.  Every color makes me angry and aggressive.  I've never told anyone except my husband because I felt like I would be considered some kind of deviant.  I just kept trying the different colors year after year and accidentally (on purpose) didn't water them until they died.  It's been five years and I don't want to hide anymore.

Love,
Kristen

5 comments:

  1. Hey I live where u live and I have never done it!! Dare to be different I say

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  2. Erin! That is awesome. I don't know why I keep doing it. I hope I have the fortitude to change the pattern this year.

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  3. Kristen, I love you but I love mums. Can we still be friends? I hope so. Don't judge me....

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  4. mlmg, of course! Someone really smart once said it's our differences that make the world go around. Or something, I forget exactly what they said but I remember thinking, "yes!".

    Love,
    Kristen

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