tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32084505.post1498135710029201511..comments2023-06-13T07:54:16.090-04:00Comments on Raging, Ranting, Raving, and Rhapsodizing: Rachel: Flower's BaneRachelRenaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09032395594956578140noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32084505.post-84822001143103116352007-02-13T11:36:00.000-05:002007-02-13T11:36:00.000-05:00AHHHHhahaha!!!! Ya'll have made my day! Hysteric...AHHHHhahaha!!!! Ya'll have made my day! Hysterical!<BR/><BR/>I haven't laughed so hard in a while.RachelRenaehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09032395594956578140noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32084505.post-56470316781189142352007-02-13T10:26:00.000-05:002007-02-13T10:26:00.000-05:00A couple of thoughts are going through my head...1...A couple of thoughts are going through my head...<BR/>1. If this woman can't remember that her own husband is out of town for a few days, she definitely won't remember that she ordered him flowers... Keep them!<BR/><BR/>2. Use the "Out of sight, out of mind," excuse. You had to put them on your desk so you'd remember to water them and so they'd get plenty of light... right??? :)<BR/><BR/>3. Cut the stems at an angle (supposedtly a knife works better than scissors) under water (or running water). It keeps the stems open and able to drink in fresh water. If they didn't come with flower food, you can use aspirin. Keep them out of direct sunlight. They should last at least a week if not longer. <BR/><BR/>Enjoy YOUR flowers, Rachel! :)Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07882986418255078605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32084505.post-45280497641174826772007-02-13T09:24:00.000-05:002007-02-13T09:24:00.000-05:00Hi I've had coffee since my last post....it's a ve...Hi I've had coffee since my last post....it's a very nice gesture and I shouldn't add my cynical touch to it. Sorry BethxBethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13624627332772845876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32084505.post-89310588479302361432007-02-13T04:45:00.000-05:002007-02-13T04:45:00.000-05:00So....this woman is in touch with reality so much ...So....this woman is in touch with reality so much that she sends her husband flowers when he's not even there for days!..........they're guilt flowers....she's done something......I would investigate....phone her each morning and tell her how her guilt flowers are doing, remind her constantly that she did "something" that warranted sending flowers....as they die she'll cave in and send new ones....comment when he gets back that this is the second bunch then sit back and watch as he graps them up in his arms in a hormonal rush...marches up to her office and demands to know what she's done that she'd send flowers!!!!!!!!!! (flower heads will fly as he bangs them on her table) <BR/>To not be decieved these flowers may smell nice but there is something fishey going on. They deserve to die....in fact they must die! (Then I'd follow Thomg advice and cry!!!!!)Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13624627332772845876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32084505.post-73955605156236064842007-02-12T12:52:00.000-05:002007-02-12T12:52:00.000-05:00Crying is the other thing I excel at.Crying is the other thing I excel at.RachelRenaehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09032395594956578140noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32084505.post-82511306390107631802007-02-12T12:35:00.000-05:002007-02-12T12:35:00.000-05:00I say, just take them home. Kill them there. Claim...I say, just take them home. Kill them there. Claim ignorance. Better yet, just don't say a thing. Shrug your shoulders - a lot. If she persists, cry.Thom Gabrukiewiczhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13286670695334830471noreply@blogger.com