flowers

last night as carey was leaving the office, he said “would anyone like flowers from the flowermart? i’m going”. now, carey has been uber nice to me since this whole rocker thing, and so i said “i’d love some pink glads”. he said he would see what he could do.

this morning, on my desk was a small bouquet of pink and white carnations, with all the fun bouquet extras. i’m so touched. he said the glads wern’t worth buying and the flowers were really just extras from his project.

regardless of how, or why, the thought was wonderful, and has put tears in my eyes on several occations today.

i’ve taken a picture, but i’m not at my computer today. they are painting the administration building… the fumes have pushed me out of my office, so i’m borrowing someones desk so that i can “pretend” to work. i’ll try and post it when i get home.

i’m missing the rocker, although, i’m a bit miffed that he has yet to return my $250. i’m guessing it’s never coming back, it’s just money. but my black belt and favorite jeans i accidentally sent over to his house with his dirty laundry, THAT i mind isn’t coming back. come on, let me have my belt back… you know it’s my favorite. isn’t this a bit childish?