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My mom bought me 100 bulbs which she gave me on Sunday. It's called The Glory of Spring Mix. I looked up each flower. They will be glorious. I think I will be very happy to see them peeking up through the soil and possibly through the snow this spring.
My mom is 70 years old and has been notoriously forgetful. I can't believe she remembered a conversation we had when I told her I was interested in planting bulbs. 100 bulbs? Woah! I don't even really know how to plant bulbs. Sounds like a lot of hard work. I think I need a bulb-planting tool. Yay! Another trip to the hardware store. I love going to the hardware store. It is a true rite of home ownership.
My mom is 70 years old and has been notoriously forgetful. I can't believe she remembered a conversation we had when I told her I was interested in planting bulbs. 100 bulbs? Woah! I don't even really know how to plant bulbs. Sounds like a lot of hard work. I think I need a bulb-planting tool. Yay! Another trip to the hardware store. I love going to the hardware store. It is a true rite of home ownership.
