If you're like me, you love flowers. If you're also like me, nobody brings you flowers. And I have given up on trying to grow them.
So, after quite some time in this otherwise happy marriage, I have come to the conclusion that since I am supposed to have flowers, the best thing for me to do is go get them. Do you think they're in the grocery store for your husband or boyfriend to buy them and bring them to you? No. They are there because of this dirty little secret: if you want flowers, you're going to have to get them yourself.
There are flowers for every budget. My rule of thumb is to buy my husband a six-pack of some exotic ale on Thursday or Friday. That same day, I spend the same amount or less on a bouquet for me. My flowers outlast his ale.
You really will thank me for this one.
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