Guilty Of Stupidity In The First Degree…

After using a simple flower display (that has long been in my bedroom) for some photos I took with the tables Mike made, I realized that the flowers were looking a little haggard.  They were droopy and dusty and had seen better days.  I tried beating the dust off of the flowers, but that did not help a whole lot.  I concluded I would have to rinse the dust off of them.

As you can see in the above photo, the two colors in the display were a deep velvety dark red (almost a burgundy) and soft white.  I am using the past tense as the red flowers are no longer the same color as they were before.  Apparently, the red flowers were not designed to be washed.  When I tried my tried and true approach to washing silk plants and flowers – putting them under the shower spray – the dark red that poured off of them made it look like a murder had occurred in the shower.  It was brutal.

What I thought would be a 30 second rinse became a half hour cleanup job.  I didn’t dare move the flowers out of the shower until they dried, but I also didn’t want what looked like blood stains to permanently mar the shower.  That kind of stuff scares visitors.  This was an exercise in stupidity on my part and it was compounded by my stalwart determination to still save the flowers.

The flowers are clean and look quite fresh now.  They are a much brighter red than they were before – more of a cherry color than a burgundy.  Unfortunately, I think my shower may very well sport a tinge of pink for the rest of all time.

When I told my son Noah about this debacle, he said what he always says when I do such things,  “Hmmm…a Ph.D. huh?”  What can you say after you just cleaned up a crime scene?  I had no defense.  I was guilty as charged – this was stupidity in the first degree.  😉

Day one thousand three hundred and seventy-eight of the new forty – obla di obla da

Ms. C

1 Response

  1. tim haering

    Well on his way, head in a cloud, a man with a thousand voices is talking perfectly loud.

    A pinkish tub sounds pretty cool to me. Inadvertent genius, I call it. If you ran a B&B, a pink tub would be a marketing plus. Don’t despair. Don’t even abash. GO back, Jack, do it again. Wheel turnin’ ‘round and ‘round.

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