How hard can it be?

I think I remember hearing once that the definition of crazy is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results every time.

Hmm.

Today I bought two packages of bulbs: Tulips and Daffodils. This seems normal, but I have an unusual problem in that I seem to have an ominously black thumb yet I can't help buying new plants, only to kill them off one by one.

There was the domestic potted garden I planted the spring before Reese was born. I just got sick of watering, and let them die. Tomatoes, lettuce, carrots, basil. And that was the beginning of a horrible chain of deaths-

Herbert wasn't really my fault - some kind of tiny bug took over and did him in.

Last January's Amaryllis (I might have forgotten to water that one too),

Plants for my birthday,

Mother's Day flowers,

And now our new banana tree that looked so pretty and green is looking a little. . .splotchy.

But I'm determined to turn over a new leaf (no pun intended there) and do something I've never done before: NOT kill my new plants.
I'm feeling good about this one. It's all about positive attitude, a hopeful spirit, and well, you know... the actual watering part.

Ahh. There's just something about a new year and the clean slate that comes with it.