Confession #2: I love Valentine's Day!! WARNING: If you're a hater who thinks it's only a Hallmark holiday then this post isn't for you. I would be doing a HUGE injustice to my husband if I just glossed over this past Valentine's Day and went to talk about preparing for Easter.
Rob really went all out for Valentine's Day this year. In the weeks and days leading up to February 14th, I hinted that I would really like flowers delivered to my office since last year he didn't do this (mind you, last year on Valentine's Day I was 9 months pregnant with his son). He did have a bouquet waiting for me at home but all the ladies can agree that having them sent to the office so that your female co-workers can see how much your husband adores you is ideal. High maintenance? Perhaps.
THE SURPRISE
Valentine's Day was a Tuesday this year and around 11:15 AM the phone rang in my office. It was Rob. He said, "Not to ruin your surprise by the flower delivery guy just called me. He's in the circle out front and isn't sure where to take your flowers. Would you come down and get them please?" I got irritated that the delivery guy wasn't sharp enough to figure out to take the flowers to the reception desk in the lobby but went down anyway. As soon as I got into the lobby I looked outside but didn't see a delivery vehicle. I looked down to the left and thought I saw a gray Saab SUV and said, "That looks like Rob's car." Sure enough it was! He had driven to IDA to hand-deliver my flowers!! I should point out at this point that this was no small feat. I don't live right next to work. No no. I work 54 miles from home. That's right. My awesome hubby drove 108 miles round trip to hand-deliver my flowers to me!!!!! I am so loved!
I gave Rob a big hug & kiss and he opened up the passenger door and I found 6 chocolate dipped strawberries from Wegman's. Yum! I asked him to park the car and come inside. He had dressed up so he agreed. I brought him inside and up to the 8th floor where we chatted with my co-workers before lunching in the IDA Cafe.
Confession #3: I hate red roses. I don't think I always have but my disdain towards red roses has grown in the past several years. Too cliche I suppose. So Rob hit it out of the park this year by getting me a beautifully modern boquet of wild flowers:
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| The bouquet and strawberries from Rob |
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| our Valentine's Day table at home |



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