Romantic and…..Cheap
The other night my husband brought me flowers. In the darkened hallway they looked like they might be roses…. “roses?” I inquired. His response: “No, I got these at the grocery store and roses were like ten bucks, these were only five.” Ahhh…… maybe he should have stopped at “No”
But honestly, once you are married and the bank account is joint, expensive flowers seem somehow less romantic. I’d rather have my husband scrub the bathroom floor. (Now that is cheap and romantic!)