"I'd rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck."

Posted on | Friday, February 11, 2011 | 1 Comment

Today has been busy. Incredibly busy. I went to Katy's house early in the morning and had my second trial run for hair and makeup (the initial attempt left me with a Victorian Era bouffant). We then drove across town to David's Bridal for the third time in a month to finalize and purchase my wedding dress. Before my appointment we spent an hour at DSW and I purchased my wedding shoes -- blue suede and fabulous. While wearing my future dress and feeling like a princess I had Katy model an array of bridesmaid dresses because I still couldn't 100% decide on a color. After about two hours I grudgingly switched back into my frumpy clothes and placed the order for my dress. It will be ready in April.

Then Katy and I went to Hobby Lobby and brainstormed centerpieces and decorations with much success before I finally high-tailed it home. And was subsequently greeted with bumper to bumper traffic. By the time Kael and I parked in front of my house I was exhausted and more than a little bit grumpy. It had been a great day, but a very long one.

As I was reaching to unlock the door my neighbor rushed outside and said I had received a package and ran into her house to get it for me.

I was curious as she came back to my house carrying a large rectangular box. I hadn't purchased anything and was not expecting any packages to arrive. A lump grew in my throat as I looked at the box. Only one person would secretly send me flowers.

I cried opening the box. The pictures do not do the roses justice, at all. They smell beautiful and look perfect. I stood there staring at them and crying for several minutes before realizing that a card had come with the roses.

And then I started crying again and spent the next forty-five minutes on the phone with Alex and being a mushy lovey girl. They are my anniversary present from him. He asked if I minded that they came a day early and I laughed saying that I didn't mind in the slightest, all the while trying not to cry. I failed miserably.

I'm not used to getting flowers or gifts, even on special occasions. It makes butterflies grow in my stomach and my heart skips a beat. Knowing that he planned this well in advance to ensure they came today means so much to me. It's a reminder as to why I am stressing about bridesmaid dresses and centerpieces; it's because of this guy who mails me perfectly timed flowers and calls me "Baby". This guy that makes it all worth it.


One Response to “"I'd rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck."”

  1. --Sharon
    February 11, 2011 at 9:22 PM

    I've almost given up taking pictures because the flowers ALWAYS look so much better in real life! :)


Photobucket I was born and raised in California. I have also lived in Hungary, Texas, Alabama, Oklahoma, and I will be moving again this summer. Kael is my incredibly awesome kiddo who is growing up far too quickly, and Alex is my fiance who makes me happier than should be legally allowed. I write about them a lot. I'm mildly obsessed with cooking and photography. I write about those things, too.