... or in the case of orchids, not so much. According to the care instructions of the orchids I bought for my mom's birthday last February, they prefer indirect sunlight. So all year Mom (who has an amazingly grren thumb) has been conscientiously moving the pot back and forth, to strategic spots in her SW-facing living room.
Voila! She was rewarded for her diligence with 9 beautiful blooms this year. So a year later, she has decreed that it was a good gift. Heh. (The plant I bought her for Mother's Day did not behave so respectfully, and so it has been relegated to the status of Bad Plant, Bad!)
Let there be light ... or in the case of Greenwich, only if you're lucky. My sister and older niece's homes are in the 60% of town residents who had no power after the Nor'easter that pounded the NYC area last weekend (75 mph winds slammed against my apartment windows and made me think that I would NEVER, EVER want to move to hurricane territory). They still do not have power back yet (!) and Connecticut Light & Power estimates THURSDAY NIGHT (!!!) for full restoration of power to the unlucky 27,000 CT residents.
My sister is staying in a guest (i.e., hotel) room at her club, and my older, 7-months pregnant niece (!) and her entire family (2 toddlers, hubby, and Ruby, their sweet-natured Rhodesian Ridgeback who is the size of a small pony) are staying at a hotel in White Plains. Oy. Terry (the aforementioned hubby) cancelled a business trip to help my niece wrangle the herd. Gold star for Terry!
About the only two bright spots in all of this for my sister (who of course had gone grocery shopping on Friday -- oops) are (a) she can order a cooked meal at the club after she gets back after an hour-long drive from the Bridgeport Hospital every night, where she visits my brother-in-law, and (b) we had a slumber party at Mom's on Sunday night!
I had gone up to visit my sister & brother-in-law on Sunday, and when she still had no power Sunday night, she wisely decided it was a good time to visit Mom for some TLC, dinner, heat, light -- you know, the LITTLE things in life. (D'oh!) So we went back to NYC together, albeit much later than Mom expected since my sis stayed to feed my brother-in-law his dinner (yes, literally -- I think it's safe to say he is in Stage 7).
So Mom had both her chickadees under the same roof for one night. It was neat, since we both got to fuss over my sister, who deserves lots of spoiling.
It is hard to see my normally tough sister cry when she sees her husband, but I am glad that she is at least not bottling it up. At least I can hug her and tell her how much I love her. (My younger niece is also very sweet and calls her every morning before she goes to work in San Francisco at the crack of dawn.) I told Sis that I would be happy to go with her to the hospital every Sunday if she wants company.
Mom, Sis, both nieces -- the women of my family all ROCK!
Voila! She was rewarded for her diligence with 9 beautiful blooms this year. So a year later, she has decreed that it was a good gift. Heh. (The plant I bought her for Mother's Day did not behave so respectfully, and so it has been relegated to the status of Bad Plant, Bad!)
Let there be light ... or in the case of Greenwich, only if you're lucky. My sister and older niece's homes are in the 60% of town residents who had no power after the Nor'easter that pounded the NYC area last weekend (75 mph winds slammed against my apartment windows and made me think that I would NEVER, EVER want to move to hurricane territory). They still do not have power back yet (!) and Connecticut Light & Power estimates THURSDAY NIGHT (!!!) for full restoration of power to the unlucky 27,000 CT residents.
My sister is staying in a guest (i.e., hotel) room at her club, and my older, 7-months pregnant niece (!) and her entire family (2 toddlers, hubby, and Ruby, their sweet-natured Rhodesian Ridgeback who is the size of a small pony) are staying at a hotel in White Plains. Oy. Terry (the aforementioned hubby) cancelled a business trip to help my niece wrangle the herd. Gold star for Terry!
About the only two bright spots in all of this for my sister (who of course had gone grocery shopping on Friday -- oops) are (a) she can order a cooked meal at the club after she gets back after an hour-long drive from the Bridgeport Hospital every night, where she visits my brother-in-law, and (b) we had a slumber party at Mom's on Sunday night!
I had gone up to visit my sister & brother-in-law on Sunday, and when she still had no power Sunday night, she wisely decided it was a good time to visit Mom for some TLC, dinner, heat, light -- you know, the LITTLE things in life. (D'oh!) So we went back to NYC together, albeit much later than Mom expected since my sis stayed to feed my brother-in-law his dinner (yes, literally -- I think it's safe to say he is in Stage 7).
So Mom had both her chickadees under the same roof for one night. It was neat, since we both got to fuss over my sister, who deserves lots of spoiling.
It is hard to see my normally tough sister cry when she sees her husband, but I am glad that she is at least not bottling it up. At least I can hug her and tell her how much I love her. (My younger niece is also very sweet and calls her every morning before she goes to work in San Francisco at the crack of dawn.) I told Sis that I would be happy to go with her to the hospital every Sunday if she wants company.
Mom, Sis, both nieces -- the women of my family all ROCK!
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