I hate to end Flowers in My Garden Week on a sour note, but I lost a bet with this stupid flower and thus I have to feature it today. I'm not happy about this, but a bet's a bet. Rest assured, that's the last time I select Trista from The Bachelorette to win a reality show dance competition. Anyway, at least I didn't commit to having to say nice things about this flower. It's by far the most obnoxious and cocky flower in my garden. The thing always has something snippy to say to me when I walk past it. For instance, yesterday it told me it liked the shirt I was wearing, but then asked if they it made for guys. Where does it get off? Besides, I had already heard that joke before on Fire Me, Please. Nothing lamer than a flower that steals lines from a show that's a rip-off of Candid Camera. Loser. Of course the flower denies ever seeing Fire Me, Please and says he came up with the line all by himself. Whatever. Okay-dokes, I think I've put in my required time here with this jerk flower. My fingers are crossed that I don't lose to it again next week because I have no interest in writing a erotic poem about the flower and reciting it in front of Town Hall. Here's hoping Evander Holyfield can Tango.

Have a nice weekend.

This post is dedicated to Denny Terrio.