I was recently watching a re-run of Sex and the City while steaming at my boyfriend and wondering if, and how, he was going to say he was sorry, when I realized that aside from jewlery, which wasn’t really warranted given the topic of dispute, the only thing that was going to appease me was flowers. I wanted something fresh, and beautiful that would cheer me up the way only his sweet words could do. And realizing that sweet words in the middle of a tiff were probably less than forthcoming, and further realizing that I had only recieve flowers on Valentine’s Day and during an awards ceremony throughout my relationship, I decided to send flowers to myself. And I must say, they are beautiful and were a perfect additon to my kitchen.
