Day 42: Elvis Parsley Lives!

I'd like to welcome Elvis to the building... 

Mr Elvis Parsley in tha house.

Get it?

After asking my husband to not wash my delicates such as my braziers today and him joking back with me saying that I'll have to make my own bra with essential oils, I went and bought Mr Parsley. I might not be able to make my own underwear but I can create my own herbs! In your face haters!


No, not haters actually but just general family members that think I've gone a little bit kooky. Hmmm, maybe this is testimony to that fact. Anyhoo I have a parsley plant. Good for the liver, the hip pocket and the environment (although I'm not keen that I had to buy it with a plastic wrapping). Time to get my green thumb on.


Lucky green is my colour.