Was it the post I wrote? He doesn't usually read my blog (see previous post regarding Fatty's general lack of interest in my fascinating thoughts). Yet it seems too coincidental to be simply luck.
Whatever may have prompted Fatty (he said, "I saw them and they looked pretty"), I am adoring these blooms and feeling guilty for implying that my husband is not romantic. I take it back. I eat my words. He is simply a romantic with erratic timing.
And he can still surprise me.
14 comments:
Awwww.....way to go Fatty!!!!
Beautiful flowers!
Eratic and Surprising - far better than predictablly romantic!!!
Can't go wrong with gorgeous yellow roses!!!
You are married to a treasure.
Talk about timing! They are just gorgeous. Lucky you. Enjoy them.
Jelly
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He must have found these while looking for his Braillon's Crake!
Lovely gesture and lovely flowers. He's a keeper.
Go Fatty Go!
It's always nice when the romance rears it's pretty head.
May your romance bloom always.
WOW!!! Baillon's Crake will always be synonymous with beautiful yellow roses.
No doubt - Fatty's a treasure.
Good job Fatty! Perfect timing. Hang on to that wonderful guy, Jelly! Maybe he does read the blog, maybe not - you may not ever know!
Awe Fatty....he's so sweet!!!
I think he was just thinking of you and didn't read your blog.
Aren't surprises grand!
Oh what a lovely guy! Those are so beautiful. Makes you feel all warm and fuzzy, doesn't it? :)
Good on ya, Fatty!!!!
Surprise is 90% of romance! I am so glad the roses aren't your typical red ones...yellow ones show creativity, softness and friendship.
And love is less about stunning gestures and more about small wonderous gestures (like playing with the kids) In the end, it's all about trust. Hugs to you guys.
How beautiful!
Even after 40 years of marriage, we still surprise each other too!
Perhaps that is the secret to it lasting.
Beautiful flowers, what a great guy!
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