a tall personality

I never understood how certain friends of mine could be so obsessed with their plants, particularly the multitude of cacti with which (or should I say with whom?) they share much of their living space.  However, one day at Walmart I began to understand.     Flowers were on sale that day, and I decided I want to plant some outside my apartment.  I bought pansies, violas, hyacinths, and seeds for columbines, forget-me-nots (Alaska state flower and my favorite), and green beans. Ever since I brought my baby plants home, they have been constantly on my mind.  Throughout the day I check the weather and the moisture of their soil.  I move them to get more sun if it's cloudy in the morning, and I rush to bring them inside if it begins to snow.  I'm waiting patiently to plant my seeds.  Though I want to see the flowers, I would hate for them to be ruined by a snowstorm or bad frost.  Every time I see a flower garden I stop and study it to discern the best way to arrange them.

"Everyone is special...which is another way of saying nobody is" Remember when Dash from the Incredibles said that? Well I, for one, don't believe in it.  How does widespread specialness diminish the quality of each individual special case? Annie told me once a long time ago that everyone is the best in the world at something.  I think it's true.  Since everyone is different, if we can find the way we are different, we must be the best in the world at what is different about us!  Right?  Annie is (and this is self-declared) the BEST in the world at laughing as hard at a joke or a movie the 100th time she hears it as the first time.  It makes her delightful to be around.  I consider it one of her gifts. This is Annie.  She so funny, but not really in this picture. My Biochemistry professor always spent the last few minutes of class telling us stories from his life that taught him important lessons. One of my favorites was story of the time he volunteered at the Sa