Not really. Yesterday was our six year anniversary. Not the Momma spent gobs of money on a beautiful bouquet of flowers -- with thought. It includes six yellow roses -- one for each year of marriage. Yellow Roses were the main flower for our wedding. The picture doesn't do it justice. Don't mind the mess around the flowers. It's been a busy week.
I, in turn, did nothing for Not the Momma. How lame is that? Not even a card. I whined a LOT about how he missed our #5 last year, which resulted in this. Because I whined about how he always buys me flowers, and they wilt and die, and blah blah blah. Let me tell you, I'm glad for the flowers. I may not have any physical reminder of the flowers once they wilt and die, but it's better than the physical reminder that 8,000 calories of chocolate leave behind.
I, in turn, did nothing for Not the Momma. How lame is that? Not even a card. I whined a LOT about how he missed our #5 last year, which resulted in this. Because I whined about how he always buys me flowers, and they wilt and die, and blah blah blah. Let me tell you, I'm glad for the flowers. I may not have any physical reminder of the flowers once they wilt and die, but it's better than the physical reminder that 8,000 calories of chocolate leave behind.
Honey -- I'm sorry I suck. I love you. More than I did the day we got married.
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Happy (late) anniversary! Hope your day was great. Our 6th is next month. Time flies, and it seems that it flies even faster once you have kids.
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