Today in the office we discussed how nice it is (would be) to get flowers from the men in our lives.
Perhaps I shouldn't complain. Travis is a great, great man and a super good husband. Everyday I thank God for him and I wonder if all the women in the world know that they should be jealous of me. (I'm serious, I really do think that.)
But he doesn't give me flowers. I know he just doesn't think about it, and he does think about other things - like emptying the dishwasher, which might matter more.
But he also doesn't really see a point, so even if he did think of it he still might not buy me any.
One of our student workers quoted her boyfriend, "Why do you want flowers, they just Die."
Travis would totally agree with that.
My response, however, was that I make Travis chocolate chip cookie dough because he likes it. And in the end he just poops it out, so why is it any different?
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