If anyone from my real life is still reading this, I’d appreciate very much if you didn’t read this one. I just really need somewhere to vent right now without having to deal with the emotional fall out of it.
have some flower pictures while my world is somewhat upside down
Plans for the shop were going ahead smoothly, everything was falling into place, then on Wednesday things hit a bump because Iain – Kerri and Iain both own the business and they’re married as well – found out that he had pancreatic cancer. Today they went to see a specialist to see what needed to be done next. Kerri called this afternoon to tell us that Iain only has a matter of months left.
I was talking to him just this morning and he’s thinner than he used to be and looks tired but other than that he just looks like fucking Iain still! And now he’s going to be dead in however long and that’s so unfair because they are both such wonderful, loving, decent fucking human beings and it’s not okay. And Kerri is just fucking devastated, understandably, and she wants to die as well and everything is pretty goddamn awful right now.
Work again tomorrow. I’m not sure when I’ll next see Kerri in at the shop. Probably not soon.
The Barrington shop is obviously not going ahead, and I don’t know what Kerri’s going to do with the shop she already has. Maybe she’ll just get rid of it. I have no idea. Everything is unstable and awful.
The last few months have been busy, at least by my standards – meaning I hate to do anything and thus doing anything at all is more than I’d like.
Let’s start with a pretty picture
Oh, yes, that’s quite nice isn’t it.
Okay, so the 21-25 of October was my work experiance week. I went to a place here called Victoria Florists and it was… well, honestly it was all a little overwhelming. They were lovely women and so talented and I learned a lot, but mostly I spent a lot of the time being angry at myself for letting nerves overwhelm me and thus not making anything nice while I was there. It was a bit of a disappointment. I need to learn to not let my anxiety completely control me. But, hey, I’m working on it, it’s a long process.
I feel better to be back at class and passing my assessments as it’s showing me that, yes, I can do all these things required of me and, yes, I can make pretty things in a reasonable time frame. Now I just need to be able to do it in a workplace
The Friday of that week, Alison’s cat got hit by a car. He broke his leg in two places – the x-rays were quite dramatic – and had to go in for surgery that was so expensive it should have been illegal. (Although it again made me thankful not to live in America where I’d have to pay for people surgery at such ridiculous prices.) He has to live inside a big cage for six weeks to stop him from jumping around and trying to rebreak the leg. He’s not happy about it. Only four weeks left now though.
On Saturday night we did Guy Fawkes celebrations – which is to say we played with fireworks, because no one actually cares about the meaning behind Guy Fawkes and my loyalty to the monarchy could not be any lower unless I actually assassinated a royal. A friend who came to our little party over in the park next door ended up getting some great shots. Have some silhouetted me being responsible with fire:
The fact that they sell and celebrate firework-centred events in NZ – even if they’re only on sale three days a year – is one of the best things about moving here. Fireworks!
So today was the Christchurch Food Show which, oh darlings, who doesn’t love a food show? Our $20 cover nicely allowed us to taste all the wines and as a consequence I am pleasantly boozed as I write this. (I think I’m vaguely more sober than I was half an hour ago. I must be, as I agreed to host a tupperware party this wednesday. So… that’s an amount of drunkeness right there. But I got free wine opener out of it though!
And, between four of us, we bought this much:
OOOOH YEEESSS. Yes, it all looks wonderful, I know.
So the last few months have been full of sleepiness. As in, I’ve been sleeping 13 hours a night and sleep occasionally falling asleep on the bus. Which is, you know, not exactly seeming right. So I got some blood tests back the other day and it turns out I have exciting new hypothyroidism. Joy of joys. Truly.
Anyway, the doctor gave me a bunch of pills today and hopefully in the next few months I’ll start being quite so tired. It’s hard to be a florist extraordinaire with so much wanting to nap!
We’ve started gardening, after years in the place and not doing it. Check out the before and after weeding:
Since then we’ve planted some roses and put down bark, as well as putting some kale into the blue pot. It’s looking really lovely. I want to weed a section in front of my bedroom window and put in a hydrangea. That requires a little more work to take care of them, but they’re so pretty.
For Ali’s birthday on the 1st I made her a fantastic cake which I now share with you.
Please feel free to bask in its glory. That’s four layers of sponge stuck together with dulce de leche and covered in a peanut butter candy called reese’s pieces that Ali loves.
So here it is, a journal type thing so I can be slightly less rubbish at staying in touch with people and remembering when I actually have things to say. (Because I never do.)
Besides, this way makes it much easier to share pictures and pictures are awesome.
So, let’s go with that for this first post. Want to see some flowers? Sure you do! Here’s some work from my classes 😀
Some simple round bouquets:
Aaaand how about a nice wired up wrist corsages that I’ve been instead wearing as hairpieces?
aww and look, that one has a little matching buttonhole to pin on your chest as well. The saddest part about making all these is that it’s so much work for only a few days survival. I’m sure there’s some beautiful message about the fleeting nature of life in there or something.
Anywho, some structured arrangements:
I’m so sad that some of the flowers I’d love to work with just won’t happen here because of the climate and the industry costs. Things like frangipani and kangaroo paw and such, because kangaroo paw would look aaaah-maaazing in structured arrangements. I’d always planned to stay living in New Zealand but maybe one day I’ll make the move to Melbourne. They love their florists there and there’s a big opening for them. Who knows! (Hell, maybe I’ll move to Holland! I’ve been reading up on all their floral adoration and massive florist industry, could be amazing.)
So I’d love to include something in this post that wasn’t about flowers but… class is pretty much all I’ve been doing with my life since it started. Hopefully once I’m properly used to every day schedules I’ll be less exhausted when I’m not at class 🙂