Dear Eighteen (18!) Red Roses,

Holy shit! You're beautiful and smell wonderful. You are an amazing surprise to end an otherwise totally shitty day (involving the Unattainable Coworker guilt-tripping me and the New Crush bailing on our plans at the last minute). The only way you'd be better is if you hadn't been sent by the Ex (who treated me like crap when we were together)--and you know, beggars can't be choosers.

I'm gonna go get a bottle of wine and spend the evening with it and you. Seriously, it's amazing how happy you're making me right now.

Love and happiness,

1 comment:

massie said...

who sent them?!?! So exciting!!