So I hied myself to the flower market last week
to get a preemptive start on table decorations for
Operation Nuptial: There Will Be Beer.
Which makes me a smart, smart girl.
Maybe even worthy of a cape.
Remember in math class,
when your inevitably balding and middle-aged teacher
explained to you the difference between the diameter and the circumference of a circle?
I forgot that whole pi times such and such, too.
And now find myself short of moss,
since four spools of moss at 78″ inches in length each,
will not, in fact,
cover seventeen 12″ DIAMETER foam circles.
I hates it.
(back to the market i go!)