on my table.

Saturday, April 16, 2016

how silly is it that I would rather eat leftovers for the third day in a row but purchase fresh flowers for the table?  oh priorities.

on a different note, my husband comes home today-- hip hip! after a few weeks apart I cannot wait to hug him tight and dance in the kitchen, always with a little sip of champagne.  his work travel is bittersweet, I dance between missing him terribly and enjoying my little bit of independence.

these flowers were a gift to myself on a day I was whole heartedly in the 'missing him terribly' stage.  which just goes to show, flowers for the table -- always always always.

happy saturday friends

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