I bought some Irish moss as a hopefully kill-proof solution for Aunty Jen's terrarium (RIP).
I love that there's a dinosaur and a gnome in there, coexisting peacefully. As far as I can tell. Who knows what happens when I'm not looking.
Anyway, I had a ton of moss left over so I decided to make some wee little versions that Josh & I could bring to work. Dash got one for his room, too.
Josh & Dash got dinosaurs in theirs because dinosaurs are manly. I understand that no number of dinosaurs (or even lasers and cowboys and power tools) would man up a little jam jar full of moss. But I try.
I still have 3/4 of the flat of moss left. If I know you in real life you're probably going to be receiving a terrarium soon. Along with some strawberry sauce. It may be a confusing day for you.