green thumb

I grew a plant. seriously. While this may not be a big deal in most people's lives, I have not been able to grow anything remotely aesthetically pleasing since the mullet I sported in the 2nd grade. Ask any of my former roommates, and they'll tell you that I often buy little potted flowers with the best of intentions...and shortly after, death ensues. without fail. At first I under-watered the flowers and dried 'em all out. Then, in attempts to keep my flowers adequately watered, I ended up over-watering them and killing them that way. I assumed the more water the better...but flowers don't really work that way. I guess it's only humans that need 8 cups/day. oops...
Anyway, around Christmas time I was feelin' the botanical urge yet again, and decided to give my black thumb another chance. I bought an all-inclusive, fool-proof, bulb plant. The package came with a bulb, rocks, and a clear pot. All I had to do was put the bulb in the pot, cover it up with rocks, add water, and wait for a miracle. And ladies and gentlemen, a miracle is what I got.
So, In honor of my green thumb, I'm posting a picture of the flower/success story. In all honestly, I have no idea what the flower is called, I'm just happy it's not dead. That's a start.