From the beginning...
I drive a very big SUV Denali with big shiny wheels (thank you Mr C). I can't park this girl just anywhere. When parking...I take a little extra time to circle all lots for prime and spacious parking. When I parked...I noticed to my front that a familiar SUV was parked and the driver, who I immediately recognized, was already in walking route to Trader Joe's entrance. Apparently, she is capable of parking reasonably smaller SUV faster than I can park my big black bus. Now...I am going to tell you all who it was (cuz aren't we all nosey) but first lets continue on. I see "her" enter the shop and I knew I better high-tail it in there if wanted any shot of decent floral.
I am now in the shop and I see Mrs. Alber who owns the beautiful
Domestic Bliss shoppe in downtown Mesa (I frequent there often) is parked in front of the floral with her red Trader Joe's shopping buggy next to her (she was wearing super cute orangy dress...wonder where she found it?) All that I can see is the lovely Mrs Alber grabbing hydrangea bunch after hydrangea bunch and placing them in her buggy. I was heart-broken because really...that is the only reason that I was at Joe's in the first place. For the hydrangea. And now it was all gone. I thought for a second that I could probably take one or two of the bunches out of her cart while she was perusing the other flowers...but when push came to shove...I lost all nerve.
I literally stood and watched Mrs Alber pay for all of her flowers while pretending to be interested in the pots of fresh basil aside from her register (because if she was going to have a sudden mind change and put some back...I wanted to be at the ready). There was no mind change and little Mrs Alber in her cute orangy dress waltzed out of Trader Joes...hydrangea and all. I was a little sad but understood (after a fit of anger settled) that the white hydrangea were too beautiful to just take one bunch.
I will forgive Mrs Domestic Bliss and be back in your shoppe soon to purchase my Macintosh Trapp candle as usual.
So...I called my sister afterward and cried (not really..but close) and had NO OTHER CHOICE but to head into Tempe and try my luck at another Trader Joe's.
This is pure hydrangea dedication, girls.
Let me just say...I'm sure there is some nice girl out there now, crying to her sister via cell phone, complaining about the fetching girl in the espadrilles who took all of the white hydrangea bunches right in front of her.
I am sorry to whoever you are...but those babies were coming home with me.
Aren't they lovely?
(thank you tara for the inspiring idea about the burlap. genius!)
I'm off ladies...time to put some more arrangements together.
I hope some flowers make their way into your homes this weekend.
(Mrs Alber...I love your store and you are as chic as they come ...and no hard feelings for the hydrangea hogging)!!