Memories….
A fellow I’d been dating for months … long ago… once brought me a huge bouquet of yellow daisies for Valentine’s Day…
saying he just knew I wasn’t “a fancy roses kind of girl”… something I’ll probably remember forever…
and their brown centers “matched the beautiful brown” of my eyes.
OK, I did give him some credit, for bringing flowers… and trying to be thoughtful and original.
BUT… it was difficult, having to make myself sound appreciative… … because… well…
plus, I’m not sure any woman wants to be thought of as not fancy…
and my eyes are quite BLUE.
Worse…
For some reason we were stopping by at his mother’s house before we went out (another big red flag right there…)
and he was bringing her a smaller bouquet…
of red roses.
Gee, I wonder why it didn’t last.
John Zakour and Scott Roberts
Memories….
A fellow I’d been dating for months … long ago… once brought me a huge bouquet of yellow daisies for Valentine’s Day…
saying he just knew I wasn’t “a fancy roses kind of girl”… something I’ll probably remember forever…
and their brown centers “matched the beautiful brown” of my eyes.
OK, I did give him some credit, for bringing flowers… and trying to be thoughtful and original.
BUT… it was difficult, having to make myself sound appreciative… … because… well…
I LOVE red roses… they may be my favorite flowers, if I could even pick one favorite…plus, I’m not sure any woman wants to be thought of as not fancy…
and my eyes are quite BLUE.
Worse…
For some reason we were stopping by at his mother’s house before we went out (another big red flag right there…)
and he was bringing her a smaller bouquet…
of red roses.
Gee, I wonder why it didn’t last.