Another Mother’s Day at the flower shop is in the books, y’all! This is the first weekend in several weeks that I don’t have to spend at work, so I have big plans: maybe do a little retail therapy; dive into my newest Book Of The Month pick, Since We Fell, by David Lehane; and
We’re gearing up for Mother’s Day at the flower shop — it’s next Sunday, put it in your calendar! — so this week has been all about planning our design schedule, cleaning and organizing the shop, and starting the prep work for our biggest sales week of the year. I stocked the shop with
Happy Friday! It’s been a great, productive week around here; maybe because I’m still feeling really energized by the fresh start of the new year. This weekend is my last quiet one before the holiday marathon begins — we start planning and preparing for Valentine’s Day about three weeks out to get ahead of the
Guys! Where the heck did 2017 go?! Despite being surrounded by Christmas stuff and all the red flowers at the shop, I’m still in denial that the holiday countdown is officially on; I haven’t finished my shopping (because I haven’t exactly started) or watched a single Christmas movie to help me get in the holiday
I’m seven years in to #floristlife and it still amazes me how quickly we switch gears from a slow and lazy summer pace to full-blown craziness when we turn the calendar over to September. I still can’t believe it’s October — partly because it’s still 90+ degrees down here, please send ya girl a cold front!
I realized this week that I’ve spent 8 summers in the flower shop, and this June marked the fifth anniversary of C and I taking over ownership from his parents and restarting the business in a new location. Those early days were incredibly stressful, but also really sweet because we were in it together. We
I think my brain short-fused when I turned the flower shop calendar over last week… I stared blankly at the new month’s page for a good 20 seconds before I could accept that it is, in fact, August. I saw a meme on Instagram that said, “June and July lasted 4 seconds,” and it gave