Yesterday was my birthday and Round 1 of the celebrations. David is hosting a party for me Friday night and sent me off on a mission to buy a new dress. I went to Norman and finally found something. I’d much rather shop for books or records, though. After I got home we went to…
Just because…
David brought these gorgeous flowers home to me a couple of days ago. Just because. They were specially arranged for me by a sweet friend who works at the local florist shop. Aren’t those peonies spectacular? And then yesterday my mom bought me some stargazer lilies. Just because. I’m a fortunate girl.
Happy Mother’s Day!
My kids obviously know about my passion for flowers. Lisa and Justin had the irises on the left sent to me Friday morning. Chris brought home the bouquet on the right after work that evening. Aren’t they pretty? My sweet husband bought this gorgeous journal, wrote a beautiful tribute on the first page then passed…
Swamp People on nitrous
I had been dreading it. I took an extra blood pressure pill. I meditated in the waiting room. I asked if could listen to music during the procedure. I accepted the offer of nitrous. And then I proceeded to watch Swamp People on the ceiling and listen to Van Morrison via earbud in my left…
Like a flower…
Aren’t they pretty? David has been out of town on a business trip and will be home soon. He had these beautiful flowers delivered and is picking up dinner and wine on his way home. I think I’ll keep him.
My daughter married well
This afternoon I had a delivery from FedEx. Imagine my surprise when I opened the box and found flowers from my dear son-in-law. This Friday is my daughter’s birthday and he sent ME flowers (well, he also sent her some gorgeous calla lilies – her wedding flowers). Aren’t they lovely? The picture doesn’t do them…
Just because…
Look at what my sweetheart brought me tonight: They are my favorite type of flower, known as “no reason” or “just because”. var addthis_config = {“data_track_clickback”:true};
Happy Valentine’s Day!
I love you not only for what you are,but for what I am when I am with you.I love you not only for what you have made of yourself,but for what you are making of me.I love you for the part of me that you bring out. ~Elizabeth Barrett Browning~