It was just a normal day, but Brad made it special by stopping off at a roadside stand and getting me these:
Isn't he sweet?
P.S. Yes, I do have vases, but I never unpacked them. They're somewhere in the depths of the abyss we call a garage. I actually think the cheap-o plastic cup doesn't look too bad. Texas must be getting to me!
What a nice husband!!! I couldn't even tell that they were in a cup! Love ya, cuz!
ReplyDeletehow sweet! I love it when flowers come just because!!!
ReplyDeleteAh, good for Brad. My husband never thinks to bring me flowers but he does find me as soon as he gets home, sweeps me up in his arms, kisses me and tells me he loves me. Yeah I know . . . big sigh.
ReplyDeleteBrad is such a nicey. Pretty flowers! And I love the "vase" actually. It looks great.
ReplyDeleteThat is sweet!! You're a lucky girl... and HE is a lucky boy!!!!!
ReplyDeleteDefinitely sweet! Roses are ALWAYS a hit with me...lol
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