Well, in a recent post I mentioned the movie Cactus Flower, how you should watch it. And then I watched it a few days later. There's a scene in the movie when Ingrid Bergman comes back into the office after a night of revelry and high spirits and she sees that her cactus has flowered. She takes it as a sign that good things are ahead. This was primarily manifested in the form of Walter Mathau's love and affection, which, I guess is a good thing if you like the cranky, jowly type. Anyway, the cactus. When that scene came on I said, "I wonder if my cactus is ever going to flower."
Because I've had this cactus for years and years. And it has only flowered maybe every 3 years. And every time it has, I have been out of town. I would return to find the brown and withered stem and the people who witnessed it would say, "It was lovely!" So you can understand, right? Why I would say this as Ingrid Bergman does a little dance over hers?
And then last night I came home from work and saw this:
You know what this means, right? That I'm one of the X-Men and this is my mutant power. OR that my cranky and jowly Wealthy Benefactor is on his way.