Grow Orchids Grow.

I never really had even one green finger. But, recently the mother and I decided that it's such a shame that all the Orchids we bought to celebrate Chinese New Year always die shortly after, and decided to expand a little effort in prolonging their lives.

We went to a nearby nursery where I bugged the gardener for about 20 minutes to get a free lesson in nurturing orchids, and went away with a bottle of orchid hormones formula. Add about one teaspoon of the green liquid to one litre of water and spray the Orchids, except around the flower area, the nursery gardener said. I was thinking... we'll be lucky if the plants survive... I'm so not even thinking about orchids flowering.
And guess what... after one Spray hormones at the orchids session, two out of the ten orchids sprouted flower buds.

Here's one picture:

I hope the flowers bloom... sometimes, the plants tease... the buds will show and then they'll just die without blooming. I'm so full of hope now. If the orchids are psychic they would be able to feel my excitement and eagerness and I'm also channeling threats. If they don't bloom, I will stop feeding them hormones and not upgrade them to spacious ceramic pots. I'm turning out to be THE PSYCHO GARDENer.

A little Extreme makeover for my shorts.

Before:


After:


Couple of months back, my friends and I went to a clothes bazaar at Dempsey road, which I blogged about. I bought a very comfy pair of cotton/linen shorts which already looked a little grimy. I thought it could look purposely grimy instead of cheapo grimy if I upgraded the buttons on the shorts.
So I finally bought my buttons from Chinatown and they cost the same as the pair of shorts. The metal buttons with intricate patterns were very expensive at SGD 1.50 a piece.
This means that when this pair of shorts expires, I would need to remove and store the buttons before disposing of shorts. So troublesome. I'll probably forget and weep when I realise my oversight.