Well, since I'm logged in already, I figured I'd post a fun surprise from Wednesday night. We were all sitting around the house when the dogs started going CRAZY! One can't truly appreciate the occurrence unless you can hear the chorus of a Basset Hound's bass growl combined with the migraine causing yip of a 10 pound Misha. Let's just say their performance was done in Fortissimo. Upon investigation, which really just consists of looking out windows, it was deemed there was no proximate cause for our canine symphony.
However, a few minutes later, Dad took Ceaser (his name is spelled incorrectly on purpose), out for a little walk. Upon returning to the house, he sees a box by the laundry room door. Aha, concert justified. We live a life wherein the proverbial dog and his arch nemesis...the mailman do NOT get along. So, we could now understand the outburst that had taken place. Anyway, onto the best part.
After finding that the box had my name on it, and seeing the logo of 1-800-FLOWERS, I got really excited. To get this, you have to understand that this is a first for me. NEVER before had someone sent me flowers. Upon opening the card, my childhood tendency to teer up at the slightest provocation returned-in full force I might add. Soooooo sweet. I'll get into the story of who they were from in just a minute. But first...look at what is now on my side table, the island, and by the kitchen sink!
Three dozen roses!!! And they are absolutely BEAUTIFUL!
So, now for the scoop, because I'm sure there are LOTS of questions. About a year and a half ago, Dad and I wandered into a bowling alley to get some much needed R&R. While there, the cashier says we could save money if we signed up to join a league. Always liking a little extra de niro in the wallet, we signed up thinking nothing would come of it. I laugh at that now, because obviously, we were VERY wrong.
Not only did we join a league, we made a few friends in the process. Among these friends are a few people around my age, and later discovered-with similar interests (and by few, I mean like--3). Fortunately, it didn't take long for the younger generation to kind of gravitate toward one another and make friends. So, that has been a fun experience for me.
One of these guys and I have gotten pretty close over the past few months. What started out as a friendship seventeen months ago changed a little in October, when circumstances had us talking to each other and opening up more than we ever thought possible. We discovered a lot about each other, and came to really enjoy each other's company. It hasn't been easy as there are just as many dissimilarities as likenesses, and at times we've tried to just go back to once a week friends, but that didn't work so well. So, story is this. Met, became friends, became amazingly excellent friends, and have progressed from there over the past four months. And now, there are gorgeous roses (which are my FAVORITE) sitting on my counter.
Aren't I a lucky girl?????
