Wednesday, September 23, 2009


Dwayne surprised me with thirty red roses for my birthday. I went in to work at the YMCA and nearly jumped back when the ladies yelled, "Surprise!" as I walked through the door. They passed me the flowers over the front desk along with a love note. I felt like a beauty queen carrying them around on my arm. I had a strange mixture of pride and embarrassment and fought hard to keep a smirk off my face till I got home and was able to grin as big as I wanted...and kiss him as hard as I wanted.

It may be hard to believe, but this was the first time Dwayne had ever given me flowers. He never had to buy these kinds of gifts to convince me he was serious about me when we were dating. We both knew we were getting married right away, so he skipped that step and just bought a ring instead. I didn't complain. There was no time to fool around with roses and chocolates and whatnot. We had a wedding to pay for! But, now, we have all the time for romance we want... Married people have all the fun, you know.

3 comments:

Dwayne Boulden said...

(I am certainly not saying I have much flower purchasing history, but I do remember buying at least a dozen or two in the past.)

Dwayne Boulden said...

Oh, and I love you too ;-)

Veronica Boulden said...

You remember things differently all the time. I've given up worrying about it. ;)