And as I admired all the colours and the arrangements, I remembered how much I dislike getting flowers. Mind you, I don't dislike flowers per se. I think all flowers are beautiful. I don't have a favourite though.
I just think its money down the drain and I hate the fact that a beautiful thing was cut down in its prime to make me happy. I don't agree with exchanging cards on occasions either. Again, money down the drain.
Anyway, so to all who are reading, never buy me flowers. But if you must, make sure they are white. Red, pink, orange? No. Yellow? Sometimes. White. Always, always and always.
On a separate note, my very, very good friend, A., took me out to dinner yesterday for my birthday. It was an awesome time. She is one of the very, very few people I trust and I can really talk to. And she makes me laugh. I always say that if she was a guy, I'd marry her.
Anyway, she was telling me how her parents had tried to set her up with this rich, good-looking investment banker in Toronto. She said she had a great time with the guy. He was smart, thoughtful and could hold a decent conversation. But it wasn't going to work out. And when I asked her why that was, she said that he didn't make her laugh.
I knew I got along with her for a reason.
posted by S @ 8:33 AM
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