Parking meters

Strange but true, parking meters give me slight anxiety. I have many times, if not always, tried 

to stuff dollar bills, credit cards, and parking stubs into the wrong slot, creating much 

embarrassment for me and my company. Surely I can't be the only human troubled by parking meters. 

Sometimes there's just one too many slots so similar in dimension you can only complete 

payment through trial and error, in my opinion. Right? 

Ficus Elastica

I have been obsessing over this plant called the Rubber Tree Plant, more properly known 

as Ficus Elastica. Trimmed to my liking, this plant would be great as a desk plant, or once I get my 

hardwood floors installed, it can stand tall and proud by some room pieces. I don't like this bushy. 

I like it rather trimmed, airy and structured like a single branch of a Eucalyptus. So excited to find 

my buddy this weekend. I hope I will give it a good, healthy, happy life.  

Old hobby

Oh how I miss old summer days, sewing whatever my mind and fashion sense desired. 

It's not the same anymore. My then hobby that brought so much joy and excitement 

has turned into somewhat of a task. I blame work (aka growing up). 

So silly. 

Poor plants

The weather has been so hot these days, I can't help but wonder about all the plants and trees. 

Aren't they really thirsty and almost frying in the heat? Look at this guy, he's looking shriveled. 

Poor plants. 

I yearn for fall and winter. This heat makes me short tempered.