Thursday, April 28, 2016

Love is shirt, shirt is love

Dan and I celebrated 9 years of wedded bliss today.  

When I got home today, there was a bouquet of flowers waiting for me on the dining room table.  Beautiful, purchased at Sam's club and stored in a vase we already owned, just like I like.  Savings.

But there was a time that flowers were hard to come by in my house, and as it turns out - it was my fault:

For years after Dan and I started dating/got married, a strange thing would happen every time I did something nice for Dan.  While thanking me, he would say, "I'm gonna get you a shirt." Or, "let's go get you a shirt!"

Finally, one day after Dan made this sort of compliment and offer to me, I asked him,"why do you always tell me you're going to get me a shirt?"

So he explained.  Apparently, at some point shortly after we started dating, a young opinionated version of myself proclaimed, "I think flowers are such a waste of money!"

I went on to tell Dan, "I mean, for that kind of money, I'd much rather have a shirt!"

And so, the idealistic ramblings of a 24-year old Amanda became law for Dan for the better part of a decade.

I do still think if you're gonna spend 40 bucks on something, better to spend it on something that won't end up in the trash in 5 days.  That being said, the roses on my table are very nice.  And so is Dan.

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