I just got back from my daily jog. I take off my shoes, wash my hands and head to the kitchen. It is already past one o’clock in the kitchen. Leaning against the sideboard, I pick a few grapes from the new fruit bowl that my sister gave me. Is called Flower Power and when it got there I thought it was vinyl. You know I’m a little crazy, I love it! It makes me laugh to think that as a child my mother couldn’t make me eat bananas, which no child refuses. See me now, at the age of 50, running and having lunch with fruit and yogurt! nsare that as a child my mother could not make me eat bananas, which no child refuses. My sister is already making fun of me … she says I’m in the ‘healthy phase’. AnywayFlower Power it was a nice gift, fiery red is my favorite color. At Christmas I will fill it with dried fruit and use it as a centerpiece. It will be great!