my husband victor picked out the flowers this week.....speaking of bass players, joanna bolme bass player for {the jicks-elliott smith-quasi} was just married. i wonder what flowers she had.
i kinda don't like the computer right now....my friends/family always complain to me.. "why don't you ever go on facebook?" it's cause my face has been in a "book" (i can only do one or the other)
this summer it's only john burroughs for me...i wish i could close the shop for lunch then read + nap at capitol park "a real lunch break".....not the usual eating my frozen amy's burrito at my desk- when a customer walks in, i shove it in a drawer then shove an altoids in my mouth.
really can't complain i own a flower shop BELIEVE me! people do not let you complain when you own a flower shop!
Kimberly is literally silly about flowers…squeals each morning when she opens her flower shop door with delight. If she doesn’t have a bouquet in her hand she’s probably dreaming about French clothes, vintage lace, veggies burritos, old mercedes, and soaking in her claw foot tub with a book and wine. also finds time to play the drums too.
VICTOR DAMIANI is the serious one, the IT support, and the office manager. When the two were dating he wooed Kimberly with poises of garden roses from his yard bunched together with a simple rubber band from his morning paper…..she still has those roses dried in a box. When he’s not at the shop you can find Victor at his day job in the corporate world crunching numbers, after work doing ollies at the skate park, or spotting old houses that he would like to flip. And he’s not too bad at playing the bass guitar either.