Courage.

Well, I guess you could say we've reached a kind of ulltermater (ultimatum) with the jewelry store.

Bea - the lady who ordered the ring for us on Tuesday and said it would be in by Friday, also the woman who is having her hip replaced - apparently ordered the ring and told no one that it would be in store a week from Tuesday, and not Friday like she said. Paulina said that the vendor claimed they needed two days to place the order, and then shipping it out takes five days ... ? H. was pretty hopping mad, and told Paulina that if we don't have the ring in by Wednesday, we're going to want our money back.

Paulina kept talking about how it was all her fault and that we should get our money back and that they had their old manager leave and a new one come in two weeks ago and it's been so hectic since then and blah blah blah. Reading over my last couple of posts it seems like H. and I have been a little soft in dealing with the jewelry store, waiting deadline after deadline to get the ring. The fact of the matter is we just want the darn ring. H. really likes this ring he's picked out, and while I'm sure other jewelry stores have something similar, it won't be the exact same thing. Although, at this point, H. will probably be satisfied with something similar.

Speaking of H., I accidentally jinxed him. At the time, I definitely did jinx him, but if I had known what crazy charades would follow, I most certainly wouldn't have done so. For about a half hour after the initial seal of silence, H. would play the "four words, first word" game with me for anything he wanted to say. After I failed to guess a number of words and phrases, he gave up and was just silent while we watched the Rangers game. This is when I realized I liked having him talk, and by golly I wanted him to tell me stuff about baseball! What finally broke his silence was one last attempt at charades. He kept depicting, "4 words, third word" to me, then making a gesture that suggested the word "small, tiny", but that didn't fit with the phrase at all! The phrase I had so far was "Felix (Hernandez) is _____ king." I tried Felix is a king, Felix is small king, Felix is tiny king, and obviously nothing was right. H. was so frustrated that he grabbed my computer, found a video online about charades, and flipped out at the part where squinching your fingers together meant that the word you're trying to act out is short/small. And then I got Felix is the king, to which H. did a little happy dance, got me a drink, and started talking again.  So, for as long as I live, never again will I jinx him.

Oh, by the way, you might've noticed that the fishes are back. H. showed me how to take the values for Red Blue Green in paint and turn them into hexidecimal codes for colors. Yup, I'm pretty tech savvy nowadays.

Last night's Spaghetti and Meaty Sauce was a success. Ground beef + two cans of pureed diced tomatoes + seasonings, all on top of pasta = tastiness. I sprinkled a little bit of Parmasan cheese on top for an added layer of flavor. /chef flex.

And to top this post off, I have a small wildflower window box update for you all. Newsflash: these plants be growin' somethin' fierce. They're sporting leaves and everything! I wish they would have come with instructions on how long it takes to flower, but I suppose that would take away the element of surprise. They still have a long way to go either way.

Uncle Google suggests that wildflowers take 14-21 days to germinate, and another 45-60 days before they bloom. Doing some rough math and estimating when I actually planted these suckers, I'd say this is day 37 after germination. There's no way these green stalks could support an actual flower at this stage, so perhaps I'm looking at the 60-day end of the spectrum for blooms. I CAN'T WAIT!