I hope you’re all having a wonderful Easter weekend. I stuffed myself silly this Easter, as I have every Easter. I think it might just be my favourite holiday. It’s like Christmas minus the stress of picking out presents.
So, in my last post I told you how weird I am with fruits. Get this, I’m weird with vegetables too. Say whaaat?? Kinda makes sense if you think about it.
I have a liiiiiiiittle tiny bit of Botanophobia (self diagnosed of course). Basically, Botanophobia is the fear of plants. *cough*weirdo!*cough* I don’t know where it came from but I’ve never felt comfortable around plants for as long as I can remember. I don’t have any recollection of any bad experiences involving plants; The only thing I can think of is how my grandmother used to tell me, when I was a kid, to not walk on the grass barefooted because the worms might burrow their way into my feet. To this day, I still can’t go barefoot on grass.