So yesterday he totally cleaned out my fridge, alphabetized my pickles, took me for a drive, fed me sushi, and today he woke up at buttcrack o'dawn and so did I. Because we actually went to bed at a decent hour last night. Then I didn't go back to sleep. I've been up for hours. All Day!
He called me earlier and said "So what have you been doing?" and I said, I made a flower.
"And?"
And ate a sandwich.
And tried to change the subject.
"So have you worked on the kitchen?" he's having none of that change the subject business.
No I made a flower. And ate a sandwich. Ooh look, a sparkly.
"Have you cleaned out the freezer?"
I made a flower.
And I'm going to shop for the grocery list!
"Oh so while you're at it will you check on those memorial type flowers for my mom's to take out to the cemetery?"
Yep.
Except I didn't find any ready made things that I liked. So I bought some stuff to make my own. But he specifically pointed to a huge bunch of purple silk tulips while we were out there this week. Like This Color Purple. Tulips. And he said "I like this. I really like these."
And that's not even close to what I got. I found some pink things. Hydrangeas and something and some daisy thingys and some ferns.
But I made a flower.
(You can see it in that last/earlier post.)
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