I don't know squat about plants, I just stock the shelves.

I have a feeling there are going to be a lot of floral-themed posts this summer. I started working at a garden center yesterday and learned several things:

1. I picked a crackerjack day to start work. Day before Mother's Day so everyone has a sudden need for flowers.
2. I was born sans green-thumb. I don't have a green bone in my body.
3. Not to wear my spiffy Converse to work because, while they may look snazzy, they are not ideal footwear for walking what felt like miles and miles on concrete. At the end of the day, my feet and ankles felt like what I imagine a pregnant woman's to feel like.

My mom is the manager of the outdoor section of the garden center so I pretty much spent the day putzing around and getting flowers from the back to restock. My t-shirt read "Staff" on the back but I really wished it said "I don't know squat about plants, I just stock the shelves." I don't think I was asked one question that I knew the answer to. All the plants are organized by their Latin name so they either sound like a dinosaur or a fatal disease.

You know how when you are making cookies with a five-year-old and you want to include them but not screw it up so you give them something harmless to do like stir the batter? That's what I felt like. But I'm being trained on cash on Tuesday so I won't have to stare blankly at people asking me plant questions anymore!

It is awesome being surrounded by all the beautiful plants, though. I just wanted to snap a bunch of pictures and sketch all day.