So Yeah, I’m A Plant Killer

Most weekend days we head out of the house first thing in the morning in search of some sort of adventure. Priorities in check, coffee and eats kick things off. I enjoy making the Mr. recite a super complicated beverage order at the Starb’s drive through. Muuuaaahhhh.

Last weekend we stopped a nursery and checked out some pretty cool plants. I want to like gardening (the way I wish I liked running). But the whole bugs in the dirt business puts me off.

So, while my thumb is definitely not green, I always wonder if I could reform my ways and manage to keep a house plant alive. I’d love to know if anyone has been able to successfully switch gears and become a nurturing plant-parent after a dubious past?