Day 37/365

Conversation with my Mom

Mom: Where were you, I just called.

Me: I was getting my ponytail palm out of the rain.  His pot doesn’t have good drainage and I don’t want him to drown.

Mom: HIM? SHE’S A GIRL

Me: He’s not a girl, he’s a boy.

Mom: She has flowers. PINK FLOWERS.

Me: That’s the desert rose.

Mom: OH! You said the PONYTAIL Palm, he’s just a hippie.

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