Wednesday, June 18, 2008

And It’s Not Even Groundhog Day

When Todd and I first started going out (11 years ago this Friday, by the way) he had this thing about showing up to where I work with flowers for me and treats for my co-workers—bagels, cookies, or some other yummy thing to eat. My co-workers loved seeing his face in the office, because apparently they were all starving. He is also notorious for sending me flowers to where I work on days like Groundhog Day.

Yesterday, just before quitting time, Todd showed up at my new job with a humongous bouquet of flowers, and a rather impressive mountain of chocolate from Chocolate Dave’s shop. I work with mostly women, so of course they all came out from their desks to check out the spread.

“What’s the occasion?” my boss asked.

“It’s Tuesday!” Todd replied

“No, seriously…” someone else began.

“What? It’s not Tuesday?” Todd smiled, mischievously.

I shared my chocolate, and showed Todd around my new workplace, and then we left for the day. We walked out together, me smiling from ear to ear with my feet barely touching the ground.

This morning my boss asked me “OK, seriously. What was the occasion yesterday?”

“Like the man said, it was Tuesday,” I replied with a big smile.

“You have got to hold onto that one,” she declared.

Oh, I will. I am the luckiest woman alive.



Blogger Unknown said...

What a keeper!

June 18, 2008 at 10:27 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

When the van pulls up to your house at 3am on Friday morning, don't shoot...we'll just be abduc, uh, picking up Todd for his reeducation. *evil grin*

Just kidding, of course...kickass!

June 18, 2008 at 12:40 PM  
Blogger The Creeper said...

Todd's Tuesday chocolate stories always bring a smile to my face. And I'm a thousand miles away.

June 21, 2008 at 1:39 PM  

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