Who's in Charge Here?

Being a visual/tactile type person, and easily distractable, the shape and texture and color of my houseplants constantly attracts my attention. At this moment, the spiky, red Dracaena is peaking over the back of the couch. A small, rough Douglas Fir moves rhythmically under the ceiling fan in the kitchen. The Peace Lily graces the room with a few shiny, slick new leaves and two pointed, white blossoms.

It's hard to find a spot on the kitchen counter at times. You have to give the small pots of Pothos a shove with the back of your forearm to make a spot for the cookie sheet in your hand or if you want space for a cooling rack. The other day Melissa was searching the cabinets for the green Tupperware mixing bowl when I reminded her it was full of the new Hydrangea plants I was soaking so I could set them out. She wondered aloud if there was a flower pot free somewhere she could use to mix her cake.

Very funny.

If I go missing, please look behind the 8-foot Ficus in the den.