And no, this won't be like Buzzardbilly's post a few days ago. (which isn't really shameful as much as it was super brave and fun). My tale involves real shame.
I'm going to have to work up to this a bit, so bear with me.
Last weekend, we went to the wonderful Fiestaware Tent Sale, which I relayed in mind-numbingly boring details for you. Remember?
Anyway, one of the purchases we made was a Fiesta Vase. I'm not sure why I chose it, because I am not a flower person, but the look of this vase has always caught my eye and I really dug the color of this one as well. And, the prices were rock bottom cheap, so it ended up coming home with us.
I got the vase home and loved it so much that I wanted to display it, but I knew I couldn't afford to keep real, live flowers in it all the time. So, I made the decision to head to Michael's to look at their silk flowers.
Okay, this move will have me in such deep hot water with kenju, I fear she may drive back up to WV to pimp slap me or something.
Plus, I had a gift card for Michael's that my friend MEL gave me last year and I still hadn't been there yet. It's not like it's out of the way, but I just hadn't had an opportunity to stop in there in a while.
So, yesterday, Sissy and I went and we bought silk flowers.
Shame, horrible shame overtook me when I got home, but I told the Evil Twin, "There were girls in there much younger than me also buying silk flowers, so maybe it's not just a granny thing."
But I still felt like a corndog for buying silk flowers.
Someone hold me.
I think it turned out okay though. The Evil Twin helped with the arrangement and it turned out very pretty: