I love flowers. Not that this a terribly unique trait.
I wanted to be a florist when I was growing up...not quite as bad as I wanted to be a teacher though.
My priority at our wedding was flowers. To this day the wreath of flowers hanging on my mom's front door (where we had our reception) is one of the neatest things I have ever seen. I'll have to try to find a photo of it.
I bought a bucket of wildflower seeds when we first moved in this house and Sean still curses me for it as he has to yank random stuff all summer. Fourteen years later, though, it's not as bad as it used to be.
I have asked Sean never to spend a lot of money on flowers, never give them to be after an argument (to me it's a reminder that we fought in the first place) and, if possible, buy me something we can plant so I can have even more flowers.
He has been known to surprise me with a bare rose roots instead of fresh flowers. And speaking of roses I had a coupon and just bought a ketchup and mustard rose bush yesterday.
I have always taken photos of bouquets...even back in the film days. I couldn't resist documenting them, since they don't last long.
Since late last summer Sean has been bringing me home a bouquet of flowers from his grocery shopping trips to Trader Joe's. $5.99 for a big bouquet of blooms is my idea of a good time. I love arranging them into something each week.
This year I decided to document them on Instagram...hashtagged and everything. #SeanBringsMeFlowers It'll be fun to get to the end of the year and see all these flower arrangements gathered together.
I came up with the hastag after the Neil Diamond & Barbara Streisand duet, "You Don't Bring Me Flowers". I have been a huge Neil Diamond fan since I was three years old, but I'll spare you a list about that...for now.
So, in summary, I love flowers and Neil Diamond.
Oh yeah and Sean...for bringing me flowers.