A long long time ago I proposed to my wife.
I did it on the day of the anniversary of our first date (Which coincidentlywas the first time I stuck it .... um, nevermind(j/k)).
I bought 10 roses. Why 10 roses? I don\'t remember. Probably because I was poor.
Anyway I had a friend of mine take over 3 roses at 5pm before she got home. Left them at the door with 4 lines of a poem.
Oh, that was so sweet.
Then a couple hours later I had her go back and drop off three more flowers at the door with another verse of the poem. She rang the door bell and ran.
Wow, that was really sweet.
A couple hours later she did it again with 3 more roses and a verse to a poem. These are all white roses (Yep, I\'m a racist)
THen when I got off work I brought home 1 red rose and the last verse of the poem.
Anyway, she was balling. You see she thought I was just doing this because it was our anniversary.
But then I got down on my knee and asked her to marry me.
I tell you all that because I took some pitcures today that were pretty cool.
The roses from 7 years ago are still sitting on a shelf collecting a tremendous amount of dust. I think I am going to build a case for them this week.
So here are a couple pics of the flowers.
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