My Birthday Roses

Oh my gosh...Can you imagine my surprise when I get home from work and a huge tall GREEN box with the words ProFlowers written up the box. I was totally freaking out. I was shaking as I opened them. The first thing I did was look at the return address label...It was a store in San Diego, CA. hhmmm....I ripped that pull tab like my life depended on it. I let out a huge loud, "OH MY GOD" which is a swear word at our house. Sorry God...it slipped..."They are yellow flowers, no wait, yellow ROSES! Oh my...there are1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12! a DOZEN ROSES??? FOR ME???"

So in my head I am thinking, Man...I have NEVER gotten a dozen roses that I can remember. I am not a flower girl...well, I thought I wasn't! sshhh....BUT...These flower might as well have been a million dollars. Then the tears flow. Of course my boys are around me at this point due to my shrieks and screams. They wanted to know what caused their mommy to use the OMG word. Then in walks my MIL. So I have all these people looking at me opening these flowers. I ran into the bathroom so no one would see me bawling.

I was so shocked to say the least. So from the bottom of my heart, I THANK YOU. You know who you are and you know what did. But I wanted others to share in my joy too. So if you want me to take this down, just tell me. A simple Thank You seems so inadequate...but it's all I can do. Just know that you have touched a small town girl deeply. Crying again...BLESS YOU...