This is me every spring when they start selling flowers at the home improvement stores:
I always think of myself as a rational person, but that goes completely out the window when I see flowers. Like when a bull sees the color red- I just lose it. After my flower planting spree, I step back from the yard, covered in filth, wipe my hands off on my pants, nod with satisfaction, go inside and suddenly, sanity returns and I think "whoah. What happened to me? WHERE'S MY MONEY??"
