I've never been a fan of house plants; like they were something from the 70s that just didn't fit in my house or with my neglectful nature. I think I'm changing my mind and it's probably related to my Aldi orchid from last year that rebloomed last week. How did that happen? I tried to give her 3 ice cubes a week but am sure I wasn't perfect. Maybe it's all about location. So now that I'm all "look at me" with my orchid, I've branched out a bit. I snagged a few stems of a jade plant from my sister.
It's not just any jade plant. It's a jade that has been propagated from my Aunt Faye since before I was born. The original plant is such a legend that she has a name. She is Mitzico (and this from a family that doesn't name anything inanimate). My new little stem is tiny. Tea cup tiny. I hope she is as happy here as my orchid.