3.16.2006

This week just keeps getting better

So Tuesday afternoon there was a knock at the front door and Landlady J went downstairs to answer it. As she passed the window she said, “There’s a van out front, are you expecting a package?” I started to say No, only then I remembered that mom mailed me a package last week, so I said, “Oooh, it’s my package from my mom with the Reeses' peanut butter cups!” and ran downstairs, shoving aside furniture, cats, small children, abandoned puppies, you name it in my rush.

Only when I got there I found a 3-feet tall cardboard box with flowers designs on the outside, which sort of made me stop dead in my tracks with my mouth hanging open and my brow furrowed all confusedly, because why would my mom send something that huge all the way from Alaska? I opened the box and found this HUGE (like, really really huge, takes-two-people-to-lift-them huge) gorgeous arrangement with 12 white roses and lilies and enough foliage to recreate the King Kong set. There was also a sweet card from WR that made me do the Girly Squeal (the one reserved for puppies, Savvy in pigtails, really tiny doll furniture, and now sweet cards from WR).

SO much better than Reeses, people. And I never thought I would say that about anything.

I arranged them in the vase myself, which is why they probably look somewhat lopsided, and why all the people who actually know how to arrange flowers are snickering right now, but that's just fine. And the lilies haven't bloomed yet, so I still have that to look forward to. It's the gift that keeps on giving, pretty much.

WR came over that night for a bit and I hauled the vase down from my room to show him.

WR: WOW! They’re like, huge! They’re bigger than they were in the picture.

Me: Yeah, they’re really beautiful.

WR: So do you think they look Elegant?

Me: Yes, they’re very elegant, I would say.

WR: Oh, good. Cos that’s what their name was.

So I asked what inspired him to just up and buy me flowers, because I was thinking maybe there would be some gushy details. Also I wondered it they were possibly to do with the slight spat we'd had on Sunday regarding P&P, wherein I decided that perhaps we just, ahem, weren't ready for P&P yet. ("A strop?? What does that mean? I'll show YOU a strop!", etc.)

WR: Oh! It was on my task list.

Me: Huh?

WR: Yeah, I put it on my task list in Outlook earlier, and then today it came up at the top. “Buy [Nem] flowers.” So I did!

Me: Oh. So . . . what made you think of putting it in on your task list? Like, when did you do it?

WR: Don’t remember. I think I put it in there sometime this weekend. Was it Saturday? What happened on Saturday . . . . Huh. Yeah, I dunno when exactly.

The splendid sentimental fool. :-)

So then for the whole rest of the next day I ran the very great risk of being deservedly smacked in the face, because I had to keep stopping myself from saying things like, "Oh, I'm sorry, what? I'm going to the Canary Islands in 19 days AND I got gorgeous flowers from my hot English boyfriend? Why yes, yes I did!"

--smack--

Ow.

16 comments:

DanaLee said... [reply]

Those are AMAZING flowers, in fact Nem those are the kind of flowers a girl gets after she puts out! Who knew fixing a man gravy with straw could have the same effect. I am totally impressed. Should I snag a man anytime soon, and by soon I mean EVER, he will be subjected to such a standard of beautiful flower buying. Enjoy.

Nemesis said... [reply]

Puts out, huh? Well, now I guess everyone knows what happened after the strop. Hi Dad!

Rachel said... [reply]

Fabulous vacations, thoughtful boyfriend... We're fighting. >:( Oh, who am I kidding. You left that great comment on my blog... I guess that makes up for it. Ok, we're not fighting anymore.

Cicada said... [reply]

So very nice. I wish I had a boyfriend... Oh wait. hehehe

Life is good all around.

The Divine Miss A said... [reply]

See my picture.------>
This color? Yes, I'm green, definitely green. Envy is not pretty on me. (Also, Happy early St. Patrick's Day!)

Truthfully, It just means I have more to congratulate you on. Congratulations m'dear on the boyfriend, flowers, and cool upcoming vacation!

amyjane said... [reply]

Yay for your gorgeous flowers! Those were the days. Live it up because having your boyfriend buy you flowers is just better than having your husband buy you flowers. On account of it all comes form joint checking after the wedding and that's not as good. Although still very, very nice.

P.S. No "putting out" young lady. I'll come over there and kick your butt myself. Don't make me come over there...

Nemesis said... [reply]

Whew! I'm so glad, Rachel, because I hate it when we're fighting.

Heh. How YOU doin' there, Cic?

Thanks so much, DMA sweetie. And please don't get mad at me for not having it straight, but are you moving back to UT still or no?

Amyjane, do you promise you'd come out here? Because if so then I'm breaking out the scented candles right now. It'd be worth it for a visit from you! ;-)

amyjane said... [reply]

You betcha, love. Course, you and your eternal salvation might be the order of the day, and that's not a very fun trip. Just saying. Also, be so pround of me--Patrick's scrapbook is ALL CAUGHT UP! I was wishing you were here to admire it.

Nemesis said... [reply]

Hmmm. Alright, if you're going to be sensible, I guess I'll have to figure out some other way to see you. Sigh . . .

And go you on the scrapbooking! I am ever so proud.

kristen said... [reply]

So, where can I get me one of those (boyfriends that is--one that gives flowers)? Aren't you just feeling special:) I can just imagine you have a huge smile on your face......flowers, an upcoming vacation, etc.

I want to come kick your butt, too!

April said... [reply]

Those flowers are absolutely gorgeous! A girl reserves the right to smirk after receiving those, despite it being a "task" to order them. :)

jaime said... [reply]

I must say those flowers are beautiful, Nemesis! It is nice to have somebody care enough about you to surprise you with beautiful flowers...I know a little bit about that too these days. :)

Also, if there is going to be butt kicking over said "putting out," then I am SO there. Let's go Amyjane and Kristen!!!

Nemesis said... [reply]

So what if I just TELL you that the flowers were a post-put-out gift, and then you three can fly over to kick my butt, and then I can say, "Hah, only joking, I'm still a dried-up spinster virgin!" And then we can all laugh and go out for desserts which the English will pour custard over. Oh yeah, I'm liking this plan.

And thank you for defending my right to be a tad giddy, April. You've got my back. :-)

Jaime, you'd best start spilling. You remember my email address, so let's have it!

The Walrus said... [reply]

That's so cool. :)

Lady Steed said... [reply]

FLOWERS!From a BOY! Life doesn't get much better, let me tell you.

chosha said... [reply]

Those flowers are awesome. Mad points to the boy, even if he IS silly enough to tell you he organises his spontaneity in Outlook. ^_~

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