Today is my 28th wedding anniversary. And because I’m leaving tomorrow to teach at the Colorado Christian Writers’ Conference, my hubby surprised me with twenty-eight beautiful roses on Monday–so I’d have some time to enjoy them before taking off.
He went to his favorite florist and told her he wanted twenty-eight roses, one for each year. She went into the back to pull the flowers together, and when she came out, she was grinning. “You’re never going to believe what the total is,” she said.
“What?” he asked.
She smiled again. “Twenty-eight dollars and twenty-eight cents.”
LOL! I love it. He has also hidden 28 little florist cards with sweet messages all around the house. I still haven’t found about twenty of them. 🙂
Tonight we’re going to see The Lion King. What a great way to mark twenty-eight years.