Mint. I have mint plants. YaY!!!!!

My earliest memories, or perhaps one of my favorite memories of my childhood were of my grandmother and her house. She always had the most wonderful habits. One of them was always plucking a leaf off her mint plant as she left her house and eating it so she'd have fresh breath when she started her day. (Of course, brushing her teeth wasn't enough. LoL)

This ritual became one of the only things my grandmother and I did together, and quite alone. The rest of the family wasn't interested.

Since my grandmother's passing I've treasured the memories I have of her, paticularly the memory of the mint plant. Having shared it this year for the first time, my friend has helped me plant some mint. I'm SO excited. It thrills me to be able to keep this memory of her, and pass it on to my own little girl.

Hubby and I still have issues. He's still getting what he needs from his little internet friend. It brings back so many memories from my ex. I just don't know what to do.