A Dozen Red Roses
22 01 2007Today is my birthday. January 22. Slap bang in the middle of long January, when people are still getting over their Christmas shopping reality check. Or not. It’s another year but I love birthdays! Birthdays are YOUR special day.
Living in Toronto with my immediate family (Mum, Dad, brothers and sisters) in the UK, it was so nice to have phone calls from England and Europe from my family and friends. As well as my family in Canada. And birthday cards – which they go to extra effort to post to make sure they arrive on time.
But I had a lovely surprise today – around 2.45 at work, the receptionist popped her head round and said to me “ You have something out at reception…”
“Really?” I said, all excited. “Yes. And you can’t miss them”.
So I hurry out – to find a sight that always turns me to mush… a dozen beautiful red roses. Well, she was right - there was no missing them. Sent by my lovely husband, who hadn’t breathed a word even though we’d talked twice on the phone today. They’re sitting on my desk where I can see them and smile at them – and share them with my colleagues (seems to make the men feel guilty, heh heh!).
My day had been hectic, packed full of meetings, but my roses really made my day. Flowers always mean a lot to me because when we were dating – just over seven years ago now – Huzza and I both lived in different countries (Toronto, Canada and London,England) and couldn’t be together as often as we wanted and he always sent me flowers. We made do with the Internet and long telephone calls and transatlantic trips, but whenever I got flowers, they always lifted my spirits.
Anyway we’re back from a leisurely dinner and I’m looking at my pressies, squealing in delight and smiling at lovely day… and wondering – why can’t we have birthday week?!
I vote for a birthday week, but my Sweetie doesn’t think too much of the idea. One day a year is plenty for him! 
happy birthday, i know exactly how it feels for long distance, i buy my love a rose every year either a crystal one, or a silk one, so that when we are in our 70’s she will have over 40 roses..
Awww.
Shortly after Hubby and I had first started seeing each other, he sent me a single red rose to work on my birthday. It never fully opened so (sentimental sap that I am) I kept the flower in a keepsafe box. Because it’s been kept away from the light, it is almost as red today as it was when I first received it over seven years ago :o)
Belated happy birthday!
Happy belated birthday! There’s nothing quite like getting goodies at the office from a sweetie
Wishing you much love, happiness and blogging!
Happy belated birthday! ^^; Sorry I didn’t see this yesterday. I’m glad you have a sweet husband that sends you flowers. That’s lovely!
Happy (Belated) Birthday to you!!
Go figure the one day I don’t read blogs is your birthday!
Hope it was wonderful
Thank you all for your good wishes - and your stories! I had a wonderful day :-))
A belated Hapy Birthday!