Doesn't Need Watering

Enjoy it!!  I run to the front door and am on the phone with hubby.  "Who are you talking to, Enjoy what?" he asks.  For some reason I felt a need to (But did not, I repeat, thanks to hubby's intervention) bid enjoyance for the new "fake plant" owner.  Yes, fake plant, artificial, plastic philodendron I believe, in a very nicely weaved earthy basket.  I picked it up at a thrift store several months ago for under $3.  I frequent these budgety shops and can probably tell you the price, which store, and weather of the day for each item.  No, I'm not a hoarder.  No, I don't like clutter.  I like the hunt, the deal, Neal.  So back to the aforementioned....I was about to tell happy lady who'd just acquired some faux greenery about the history of the plant. The top shelf I got it on...which store it came from...how it has only adorned our front porch for a few months... how I had wanted to warm up the space where it was...and well now that Christmas is coming and change is good, yadda, yadda, yadda and I needed to free up some space for the Seasonal décor.  But I didn't.  I refrained from the "good day, glad you found something cool, salutation."  Yes, I was going to say "Enjoy my plant."  Who does that?  Me.