Did you watch the finale of the Bachelor? I can’t tell you how much I enjoy watching the Bachelor/Bachelorette, I don’t know if it should admit that, but I’m gonna keep it real. Knowing a small amount of what goes on behind the scenes of a reality show, it’s basically people watching from your couch and that is GOLDEN. That might make me sound horrible, but it’s true. Plus, these people are signing up to be on a tv show, they must have some idea of what’s to come. So Monday nights Matt and I get the kids to bed, pour a glass of wine, and usually snack through our weekday guilty pleasure. This past season, my girlfriend Amelia joined us and occasionally I can coax Phil into watching too.
I am not a red roses kind of gal. I never have been. I appreciate their significance in the history of romance, but they just aren’t for me. The first flower Matt ever gave me, hand delivered when picked me up for our first date, was a white gerber daisy. I still have the dried daisy in a box along with my wedding bouquet. So every Valentine’s Day (with the exception of this one), Matt stops by Blooms or Browne’s, the local floral shops owned the Browne Family who Matt grew up living on the same street with. He jokes how it’s easy to pick up flowers during the Valentine’s rush, because while most men are grabbing roses, he is picking ranunculus or hydrangea. You’re welcome, honey.
During our monthly trip to Costco, I always grab a bouquet of their greens if they have them. While picking them out I saw a bouquet of beautiful white ranunculus and couldn’t help myself.
That’s right, my favorite thing about Costco trips are the flowers.