(sorry for the flash brightness...)
i bought myself a bit of a kicky spring bouquet today. i decided i was tired on waiting for Husband to 'surprise' me, and since i am responsible for my own happiness (flowers = happy), i decided to surprise myself.
Husband was surprised too, especially when i told him they certainly were NOT for my mother.
(and before you say Bad Daughter, i did buy her her own bouquet)
flowers make me happy. almost as happy as a coconut cream pie with graham cracker crust.
(and Susie, that is your bear nestled to le posies)