Last week I was having a VERY bad day. I had started crying early in the morning and couldn't get myself to stop until I fell asleep later that afternoon. Dave went to his meeting and when he came home he had bought stuff to make fajitas for dinner, Andes mints to make brownies, and a pot of daisies to make me happy. He said that someone told him that daisies are the "happiest" flowers. What a good man I have for a husband.
Thank you Honey
for buying me my