My wonderful husband has a standard answer for anyone who might ask him what my favorite flower is.
He always says, "I believe it's Gold Medal."
I just shake my head and roll my eyes at that one. He's been using it for years. However, he really does know my favorite FLOWER.
Last Friday he came home from work with one hand behind his back. He talked to me for a moment and when I asked him what he had behind his back, he told me to close my eyes. When I opened them, there was a box of my favorite flowers!
What a sweetheart!
Of course it was the annual Lions Club Rose Day event and he knows one of the members. In fact, the guy had called Ted last week to remind him and asked if he wanted to order flowers for me. Way to go Doug!
This year I avoided reminding him of the time he ordered Lions Club Rose Day flowers for me many years ago and had them delivered...and then when the guy he ordered them from came in for parent teacher conferences a week or so later (I had his daughter in school) I casually asked if Ted had paid him yet and he said noooooooooooo, so I took care of it. Because after all, we know it's the thought that counts....right? RIGHT??