A Rarity!
Justin sent me flowers! This ranks as a true rarity, and is always an occasion to photograph the lovely arrangement for posterity. This surprise flower delivery is especially meaningful because Justin sent it not just to me, but to his “other gal,” our baby girl. {cue sappy music} “Awwwww….“ {hands out Kleenex to the audience}
Poor Justin, though. He was trying for a total surprise, by having the flowers delivered to my parents’ house since he knew I would be visiting them yesterday (Thursday). The florist fouled up, however, causing Justin to call me at my parents’ house several times Thursday night progressively more worried, such that I finally pried out of him what was up. “You were supposed to get something delivered at your parents today.” He arranged to have the flowers sent to our home address today (Friday), but wouldn’t you know it, they ended up at my parents’ instead. Hey, it’s the thought that counts!
The arrangement is beautiful, as is the heavy crystal vase. So, once again, Thank you, babe! This doesn’t mean you’re off the hook for surprises for another two year stint, however. hehehe
For the record, I don’t think flower-giving is a strictly male domain. When I found out I was pregnant, I bought Justin a dozen red roses (from Target, not a proper florist, but they were roses nonetheless.) I can’t remember if I ever had flowers delivered to him while we were dating — I might have once or twice. Since our wedding in 1998, I’ve ordered roses or some other floral arrangement another one or two times, generally around our anniversary as a gift to us both.
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RichC said,
December 23, 2006 @ 9:28 am
Your making all the rest of us look bad Justin … the bar too high! (Call me old fashion, but buying flowers for men is “just wrong” — to recycle my “excel spreadsheet for baby names” comment.)
Shannon said,
December 23, 2006 @ 10:17 am
OLD FASHIONED!
Hehehe
I guess you might suffer arrythmia if I told you I even had the audacity to “make the first move” by calling Justin for the first time after we met online!
To be fair, we were already good friends online and I called because his girlfriend had just squashed his heart before Thanksgiving, and he “sounded” utterly down in our online chats. So, I called his home after 10 PM, and since I didn’t know his telephone number, I accidentally called his sister’s line (she’s 9 years older than he is!) Thankfully, she happily let him monopolize her telephone for a little while until I was convinced he wasn’t going to sit outside and sullenly watch grass grow.
That was 18 years ago!
And that, as Paul Harvey would say, is “the rest of the story!”