Honesty isn’t always the best policy. The husband should learn this. He came home last night with a potted mini rose. That got him serious brownie points for knowing that I like plants and using his brain to come up with something different than just cut flowers. He said that he thought it was better because it would keep flowering instead of just dying. Aaawwww, how sweet!
Then 45 minutes later he said that he went to the store and they were out of roses. He looked around and saw the plant and figured I’d like it ok. Not nearly as sweet.