Thursday after work I ran by Hy-Vee to pick up a few things we had forgotten at the store the previous weekend. While I was there, I spontaneously found and added a great fall flower bouquet to my cart. It had been a crappy week and I figured why not. I beat the husband home so I put away the few food items, dug a vase out of a ‘too high to reach’ cabinet and got the flowers in some water. Then I went about my business. The husband eventually came home, we fixed dinner (and by we I mean the husband), watched some shows and went to bed.
I’m sitting in BRGR the next day around lunch time with some friends when I get a text from the husband:
The Husband: Where did these flowers come from?
Me: I bought them. They were there last night.
The Husband: Nuh-uh