After agreeing not to partake in St Valentine gestures this year my husband returned from taking his mother to Tescos with a dozen deep pink roses.
Of course I love flowers and roses once far too expensive these days have become an affordable option.
I was also given a bottle of perfume this morning, not by my husband but by a neighbour (Bunny Warren- the name of the house not the neighbour) which was unexpected. I have put some on my wrists and now Harry won't sit next to me - I don't know if I should give it away or get some more;)
Stella popped over for a coffee and brought her just finished bag. Exquisite.
Beautiful roses! You have a wonderful husband. My hubby chose to impress me more before we married. Now that he's "got me" he says, he doesn't need to shower me with pressies! ah well... =) Actually we have more fun these days doing all the holiday treats for the little ones anyhow.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous flowers, you lucky thing! The bag is beautiful too.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely colour of rose! And, I hope you got tea in bed this morning?
ReplyDeleteIf I hear the strains of Barry White and the pop of champagne corks tonight I'll be round to slap your legs!!
ReplyDeleteNeighbour!!
Beautiful roses and a REALLY beautiful bag (i want one!)
ReplyDeleteAnd what a great neighbour!!!!
You've had a great day!
ReplyDeleteYes he is a very dutiful husband - not only buys me flowers but also takes the rubbish out!
ReplyDeleteThe bag really is lovely - vintage fabric really comes into it's own in projects like this