Our eighth anniversary was on April 28, 2008. Jerry planned to get me flowers. I planned to get him a PS2 Game for the system he just bought on eBay. I was ready to leave work and head out for some secret shopping, but I knew that he was prone to buy me flowers for special ocassions, so I got nervous. What if he dropped by the office while I was out? So since it was around 11:00 am, I called him to see where he was and whether he'd be open to me coming home for lunch (with the game, which he could then spend the afternoon playing). He was putting kids in the truck and headed out. Okay, would he like to meet me somewhere in an hour (after I dropped by the store)? No, he's headed out to Walmart, which is in the next town over--but he'd be glad to meet me for lunch before he headed out of town. We decided I'd choose a restaurant and he'd call me back. When he called, he was five minutes from the office, on his way to get me... to save gas and all. So, no game until after work (I did manage to purchase MX vs ATV on the way home).After Jerry helped me into the truck and while he was walking around to the driver's side, Connor piped up from the backseat "Mommy, we're going to get you flowers!" Jerry heard the last part of that, chided Connor for telling secrets, and decided not to buy me flowers, after all. Instead he got me some stuff for the computer (hey--I like the game, too).
It's no Gift of the Magi tale, but I thought it was funny.
These are my Mother's Day flowers, which Jerry and the boys brought home from the store after they went shooting this morning. They're really pretty, but they don't have such a fun story to tell. :)
