A house is not home unless you have flowers on the porch.
This statement became part of my life when I moved to Oklahoma City in 2010, when adulting seemed impossible.
Because in my experience weekend warrior happenings are always followed natural disaster happenings, this year I kept things in perspective.
Goal: use the decorate pot gifted to me by my mom when I joined the Oklahoma Pork Council team.
After a gym session (working on that undergrad fitness level, y'all.), I headed straight for my happy place - Home Depot. Succulents, in my mind, need less work and fit right in Texas. Please, Lord, let this be true.
I lack self control.
There, I said it.
I couldn't stop at one pot. The little pig, who we shall all call Kevin, needed a friend.