(This post was made by Katie, but the silly blog thinks it was Devin.)
You see, I received the super fun and creative gift of 80 tulip bulbs from our friend, Jenny Andrews, at my bridal shower last July. I was in the midst of planning a wedding and painting our future home, so I decided that I would wait to plant the bulbs later. Well, later came and went, and, amidst getting married, having Thanksgiving and Christmas, honeymooning in Italy and so forth, Devin and I didn’t prepare our flower garden until February. Too late to plant tulip bulbs.
So, I decided that I would simply let the bulbs sit until October ’07 and plant them then, giving them many month to establish roots and so forth.
Right?
Except, the only problem is that the bulbs decided to sprout anyway, in their gift bag, in the garage. I noticed the first sprout coming from the side of the bag on Tuesday, when I was in the garage doing laundry. It actually looked pretty gross, with this greenish shiny pointy thing coming out of the side of the bag, like an alien finger or something.
When I saw the baby tulip peaking its head out of the bag, I looked inside to find that ALL of the bulbs had sprouted and were, in addition, covered in mold. Eww! Apparently, it’s more humid in our garage than I realized.
Thus, I am forced to plant these poor confused tulips in March, which is quite a break from their usual timeline. Let’s see if they bloom, in light of all the neglect they’ve received. (This does not bode well for my nurturing skills as a mother.) 
I’m going to plant them this afternoon, so they can catch some of our lovely rain, and see what happens.
Thanks, Andrews, for this adventure–you’re part of it!
Upon our last visit to the Rose home, we saw the tulips planted neatly in a row. Obviously the Roses are the type to make lemonade when faced with lemons! Hope you get a few blossoms! And just for the record, my brown thumb in the garden does not seem to have affected sweet Olivia yet – I’m sure you’re mothering skills are top notch, too!