Worth the wait
Feb.22, 2008, filed under Miscellany
I don’t think I mentioned it, but Frood brought me flowers and a bottle of pink bubbly on Valentine’s Day this year.
I’d got him a bottle of 1998 Rioja and a bottle of vintage Cava. I’d contemplated rum, but it was a school night.
Now to those of you out there whose long-term relationships (or even newly minted ones) contain a hefty dose of romance, this might sound perfectly in keeping with the occasion. Thing is, Frood and I have been together for 18 years and this is the first time he’s bought me flowers. He even remembered that I like lilies (I only ever have roses and/or lilies in the house, because of the scent, but I don’t buy flowers very often).
He rendered me so absolutely speechless all I could do was look at them in shock for a few seconds and then go back to washing dishes.
It is a long standing joke between us that while I’d like him to show the romance of Gomez Addams dancing the tango with Morticia every so often, he’s more likely to stick breadsticks up his nose like Fester. He even said, as he presented the flowers, that he’d looked for breadsticks but couldn’t find any.
Rubbish. He just knew it would spoil the moment. There’s a whisper of girly romance in there after all. Not just the romance that is utterly Frood.
They have almost all opened now into glorious, delicate, aromatic inflorescence. Beautiful.
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