I am a notorious plant killer.
There, I've admitted it. Since starting college (12 years ago), I have probably bought and KILLED wayyyy more than 50 poor - helpless - unsuspecting plants. When I buy a new one, my closest friends all joke about the poor plant's death sentence. ... It's really quite sad. What's even sadder is that for the most part I hate fake plants, so I keep on buying live ones.
(I have no idea how I expect to keep a vegetable garden alive a whole season...)
Last year my former college roommates gave me a christmas cactus. It was bursting out of the pot, and probably had two dozen blooms on it - proof that it was VERY healthy. I had commented at one of their homes once how beautiful I thought hers was, and they thought since this one was so alive, that maybe it'd survive longer than just a month with my black thumb.
Since it was so root-bound, I repotted it - leaving 2/3 of it in one pot, and putting the smaller section in it's own little bit of soil. Before too long, all the beautiful blooms fell - and I was convinced that once again I was to blame. Knowing nothing about plants, I decided to just leave it alone - and water it every now and then. Spring turned to Summer - Summer to Autumn - and soon it was Christmas. I was hopeful, that true to its name it would bloom in time for the festivities. But, Christmas came and went with still no blooms.
Earlier this week I went to water the little guy, and guess what was awaiting me .....
ONE BEAUTIFUL BLOOM!!!!
Maybe there is hope for me after all! It's January - the month of new beginnings. How appropriate.