Roses are red....

In the 12 years we have been married I have progressed from hinting about flowers for Valentine's to honestly not thinking about getting them.  I mean, really, you can buy a lot of groceries, or new shoes for the kids, or go out to eat, or make a house payment, (not really:) for the amount you spend on roses.  So why expect my husband to remember to buy flowers that eventually get thrown away.  I told myself all these things plus a whole lot of other stuff over the years.  And it worked, I'm to the point that it really isn't a big deal.  It's just a Hallmark Holiday...right??

And yet, there is still something in the way God made a woman that just thrills to be remembered and appreciated.  It doesn't have to be flowers, but it seems that most women enjoy receiving them.  This year my husband totally surprised me!!  I hadn't even given it the tiniest thought!!  It was so fun:)  He brought them home on Friday night and left them in the car till after dinner.  While I was doing the dishes he headed back outside.  Not unusual, we have all these piles of snow around and something always needs shoveling.  And there is always corn to be brought in to keep our stove going.  So I thought not a thing!!

Then there was a knock on the front door.  My first thought was: 'Oh, Travis must need to come in that door and it's locked.'  Little Sister said, "who is at the door?"  Seeing that it was, in fact, unlocked, I decided maybe someone had stopped in.  You know, there is always someone dropping off sewing or picking some up, or - something!

So I replied, " I don't know," and headed for the door.  I pulled it open and a hand came around the corner full of roses; a voice said, "you have a delivery!"  I screamed, I really did.  I was soooo excited:)  The surprise ones are always the best!  The girls all liked them pretty well too.  Little Sister tried to pull one out for herself but I told her she'd get her own roses someday - these were MINE!  Kinda selfish maybe but I'm like that sometimes!!! 

Thank you so much, honey, I love you!

The wilderness and the solitary place shall be glad for them; and the desert shall rejoice, and blossom as the rose.    Isaiah 35:1