flower envy
Jun. 17th, 2004 01:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lagilmanI am having major flower envy. A co-worker just got the most amazing, astonishing bouquet of eighteen bright pink roses, complete with baby's breath and a huge pale pink ribbon.
They smell delicious, like spiced vanilla frosting, and everyone's making excuses to walk by her desk and look at/smell them.
I admit it, I'm a flower-slut. I adore them. I would have my home filled with flowers on a replaced-weekly basis if I could only afford them. If I were ever to become obscenely wealthy, that's what I'd have before anything else; a standing order at the local florist.
Failing that, I may have to stop by the florist on the way home today and buy myself a carnation or something.
They smell delicious, like spiced vanilla frosting, and everyone's making excuses to walk by her desk and look at/smell them.
I admit it, I'm a flower-slut. I adore them. I would have my home filled with flowers on a replaced-weekly basis if I could only afford them. If I were ever to become obscenely wealthy, that's what I'd have before anything else; a standing order at the local florist.
Failing that, I may have to stop by the florist on the way home today and buy myself a carnation or something.
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Date: 2004-06-17 12:38 pm (UTC)