A Story About Flowers

A long, long time ago there was a man who sent beautiful yellow roses to a woman.  He didn't send them once, or twice, he sent them quite a bit.  The man and the woman got married and eventually had a discussion on the price of flowers versus how long they lived.  Being the frugal people they were, they decided to omit the practice of buying flowers and spend the money elsewhere.  This was the standard practice until...

...February 13th!!  That's when Dave, um..I mean the man, brought home flowers to me, uh, the woman (the man never could wait to give surprises, always likes to be early!).  Well, they were beautiful and the woman was so surprised!  She carried the flowers around while she searched for a vase.  The flowers went with her to the storeroom, no vase.  Laundry room, no vase.  Ahh, cabinet over the wall oven!  No vase.  Craft room? No vase.  Guest room closet??  No vase.  Under the sink maybe?  Nope.  No vase.  It seems as though the man and woman had been so good at the practice of not buying flowers that the woman saw no need to keep a large vase when previously cleaning out cabinets.  Alas, all she could find was a pitcher.  It would have to do because her pretty blooms were getting quite thirsty!  So, the beautiful bouquet rested comfortably there until it could bloom no more - which was about a week later.  The woman was so happy with her flowers and now wonders if the "no flowers" agreement is now back on for another 10 years!

Well, if it is, that's fine.  The man has never stopped the practice of making the woman breakfast and dipping strawberries in chocolate on special occasions...and she is not offering to negotiate giving that up for flowers!

Oh how the woman loves her man!!