Wednesday, May 28, 2014


Let me remind everyone that I am not, nor have I ever been, good with dates. So when my dreamboat husband showed up on the last day of school toting beautiful flowers why wouldn't I thank him for the last day of school flowers. Then. When he smirkingly asked me if I remembered what the day was I scrunched my face, smacked my forehead and remembered it was our anniversary. There's one for the books folks. 
Then that chivalrous guy told me that he had help as a couple with our same anniversary had been out to eat dinner at the club the night before so he had help. I felt better. He went on to tell me of the triumph of winning a stem if hydrangea (my favorite) from the florist as they had all been designated for the next days wedding. What a guy. I should marry him.
Oh wait.  I did. On May 21st. Someone please remind me next year. Let pray it's not on the last day of school again. 

1 comment:

Live a Colorful Life said...

This made me laugh out loud (sorry--I really dislike "lol"--weird). Fondly thinking of that weekend. I was so honored to be part of it