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reliving high school, one prom order at a time.

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I spent most of last Thursday, Friday and Saturday designing corsages and boutonnieres for the prom-attending upperclassmen of my alma mater, with mild to moderate heart palpitations at the realization that my own senior prom was ten years ago.

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See those cute kids up there? In high school, I had an after school and summer job at a private preschool working with 2-6 year olds. {I also spent a lot of time in tanning beds.} Those same kids have poured into our shop over the last several weeks ordering prom flowers because they’re in high school now. And as if that isn’t depressing enough, none of them had a clue that the lady at the flower shop is the same girl who rubbed their backs at nap time, chased them around the playground, and babysat them on the weekends. Wahhh…

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It feels like just yesterday that I was cruising around in my white ’97 Jeep Cherokee with the windows down — cranked by hand, mind you — listening to Incubus, The Get Up Kids, and the Dixie Chicks and spending my entire [tiny] paycheck on clothes, eyebrow waxes, tanning salons, and mani/pedis. Now I’m thinking about my 10 year reunion. What the what?!

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the calm before the storm; mother’s day 2013 edition.

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There are few things we can count on in our unpredictable flower business. One of them is that, during the the week before a major holiday, we’ll have one or two days that are mind-numbingly slow and boring. Today is one of those days.

The empty squares on the calendar before Valentine’s Day, Mother’s Day, and Christmas are blessings disguised as apocalyptic flower shop end-of-days. They make us bite our nails and wring our hands and sweat through our t-shirts, but they also give us a few precious hours to catch our breath and get organized before the main event.

This is my fourth Mother’s Day in the flower biz, and of all the holidays it’s my favorite. I think we all take a little extra pride in designing special arrangements for moms, who deserve an entire calendar of days of recognition but settle for just one. Mommas are always so thrilled to receive flowers from their families, and I love spending the Saturday afternoon before Mother’s Day delivering orders and seeing each lady’s reaction. There are usually tears, sometimes big hugs, and one sweet lady even invited me inside last year and asked if I was married because she had an eligible son… ;-)

Chad and I call this “Flower Power,” the special ability that hand-delivered fresh flowers have to make someone feel loved and appreciated. It’s almost magical, ya’ll.

I guess I’ll take advantage of this quiet day and close the shop on time! It’s Taco Tuesday, and I have a date with my own special mom and step-dad (and some queso).

Sidebar: If you’re planning on sending flowers to a special lady next week, can I make a tiny request? Call a local florist, instead of those 800-number guys or the big online order gatherers. Sure, they’re tempting with their cheap prices and tooted up advertising, but buyer beware. They take your order, then drop-ship the flowers in a box on your doorstep or route the order to a local florist after taking a BIG commission off the top. Many times you’re left with an arrangement well below the value you paid for, or it’s never sent at all. Skip the corporate middle-men, and work with a local shop whose artisans will create something fresh and unique that you’ll be proud of. And as a bonus, you’ll get the warm-and-fuzzies from supporting a small business in your community!

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Ugh, today is just… blah.

The weather is extra dark and menacing. It’s the kind of stormy, dreary day that makes you want to stay home under the covers all afternoon with your Netflix queu and a bottomless mug of hot chocolate. Everyone else in town must be feeling the funk, too, because no one seems to be thinking about flowers. 

There are dozens of things I could be doing, but I can’t muster even an ounce of energy to start any of them. All I want to do is lie down on the floor with Doak — who is totally snoring next to my desk as I type this, little booger — and snooze until 5:00. 

At least we’re one day closer to the weekend!

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I haven’t been updating the blog as much as I’d like lately. For us flower people, the days leading up to spring bring proms, weddings, babies, Easter, and {ugh} tax season. We’re juggling a lotta balls; and I’m afraid that at any minute, one of them is going to fall and clunk me right on the head. 

But this too shall pass.

In the meantime, I’m trying to make good use of my down time: Catching my baby brother’s baseball games, meeting my parents out for dinner, checking out weekend art festivals and farmers markets, trying new restaurants with C, and indulging in the Beautiful Creatures saga because I just can’t get enough magical teen romance novels {yeah, I read all the Twilight books back in 2007 and loved ‘em, what of it? ;-)}.

Wishing everyone fresh starts and happy new beginnings with the arrival of the season!

{Image Source: all-things-bright-and-beyootiful.tumblr.com via Delaney on Pinterest}