But I just might. It’s December. Our plans for the holidays are up in the air. I haven’t finished shopping. The tree isn’t up. It’s buried in the basement. Nothing is wrapped. Do I even have wrapping paper? The house is a mess. I’ve got no time to clean. I’ve got a bunch of obligations. I really just want to go back to bed. But these are all background noise to the two big things that are freaking me out.
My big Christmas cactus hasn’t got a single bud on it. It has bloomed every year for the past 18 or so. I’m disappointed. I’m pretty sure it’s my fault. Normally it summers on the porch where it gets extra sun and plenty of neglect. I didn’t have space for it this year so it stayed it its normal spot and I watered it regularly. Crap!
This tiny little plant has one bud. This is the plant that always sat on my parent’s kitchen table. I’ve kept it on my dining room table. I’m glad it’s got a bud. It’s the only white flowering one I have.
But the thing that is really freaking me out is the blog and the photo issue I’m having. Photobucket has been my photo hosting place of choice for as long as I’ve had a blog, 10 years anyway, and suddenly I can’t upload photos there. The web site is behaving strangely. I contacted the help desk and they have been less than helpful. “It’s a known issue and we’re working on it.” I revived my flickr account that I haven’t used in over 10 years and I am having trouble making it work. Obviously I’m stupid. I don’t have time to learn how to post passable photos. So please forgive me while I get a handle on the flickr thing, ignore the oversized photos and excuse the freaking out.