It resided in our house for 24 hours, hanging in the entry way in all it's glory. I almost felt as if I ought to give it a name, it seemed to have taken on a personality all it's own.
Aidan had a sheepish expression on his face when he brought it home, I could tell he finds this a bit absurd too.
First of all, props to the "mum lady" who built the thing. My renegade opinion and snarky comments are in no way a reflection on the creativity and workmanship that went into this thing. I consider myself fairly craftie and can readily admit there is no way I would have created such a magnificent specimen. It has been pronounced "beautiful" by my friend Paula, who loves Mums and is a bazillionth-generation Texan. Bridget, who has lived more of her life in Texas than California by now, thinks it's pretty too and can't wait to have a Mum of her own. I only hope that her future dates don't disappoint her.
The Mum weighs in at a whopping four pounds. That is about as much as one of my chickens. It has a harness so the young lady can strap it to her torso and have the
The Mum has over 40 ribbons attached to it, and what a variety of ribbons! Varying colors, widths, and embossments. Sparkly ribbons, jaguar spotted ribbons, ribbons with their names. Never have I dreamed of such glorious ribbonry.
Apparently, every Mum must also have a braided ribbon, and Mumnifique here (that's her name now), was no exception. A very complicated braid (which I could never have managed without strangling someone), with sparkly bows attached.
Adorning Mumnifique's ribbons are all kinds of blingy charms that signify occasion and the activities of the couple. Aidan's date is a volleyball player. I was surprised that there is swimming bling.
Embedded in the actual chrysyanthemum is a teddy bear. See the chrysyanthemum there, under the teddy bear? It's the white petals? That is the origination of the Mum - an actual mum. This little teddy bear has a silver lame top and a blue sparkly skirt. This teddy bear looks angry at being upstaged by the curlicues and stars that surround it.
And all around the teddy bear and the mum are more gee-gaws symbolizing football, bling, and who knows what.
So, Mumnifique, I will miss you. More than that, though, I am missing the kidney that has funded your existence, your 48 hours in the spotlight, and living out your days hanging on a bedroom wall gathering dust.