Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Favorite Flower

Todd was telling me the joke,

"A middle-aged woman convinced her husband to attend a couples retreat.

At the first session, the facilitator said, 'The fact is, no matter how long we've been married, there are many things we don't know about each other. For example, how many of you husbands can name your wife's favorite flower?'

The husband smiled knowingly, put his hand on his wife's knee, and said, 'It's Gold Medal All-Purpose Flour, right honey?'"

We laughed and I started thinking, I wonder what Todd would say is my favorite flower. I don't even know my favorite flower!

At the same time he glanced over at me, kind of sheepishly, "What is your favorite flower?"

"I don't know; I've always loved lilacs," I respond, "I could smell the lilacs in my backyard through my open window on summer nights."

"Oh, that's good to know." [Valentine's day was coming up.]

"Actually, I don't know if I can consider it my 'favorite flower' knowing that it's really a bush or tree."

Todd laughs, "Wow, I'm glad you told me that! I would be so embarrassed walking into a flower shop asking for lilacs."

Truthfully, lilacs are my favorite . . . next to red carnations. After all, they have been sitting very pretty on our kitchen table for the past week-and-a-half.

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