My daughter gave me a scoby about 45 days ago, and I just went cold toward it. Couldn't bring myself to drink the "Kool aid." I did everything wrong, like giving it fruit juice instead of tea, and it grew and grew while I merely watched and watched.
Today, my daughter told me she would give me a new one, if I would throw the other scoby away. I never named the old one, but I named the one she gave me Scoby-Dohby-Doh, so that maybe, I would be more responsible toward it.
So there Scoby-Dohby-Doh sits in its glory on my kitchen cabinet. I gave it sugary tea, hoping I was being nicer. (Hey, I thought fruit juice was a better idea, but it's not according to my daughter.)
If you have any advice for me, I am open to it!
Today, my daughter told me she would give me a new one, if I would throw the other scoby away. I never named the old one, but I named the one she gave me Scoby-Dohby-Doh, so that maybe, I would be more responsible toward it.
So there Scoby-Dohby-Doh sits in its glory on my kitchen cabinet. I gave it sugary tea, hoping I was being nicer. (Hey, I thought fruit juice was a better idea, but it's not according to my daughter.)
If you have any advice for me, I am open to it!