So after 29 blissful years of my parents wonderful marriage, there has always been cards and gifts left for each other to find on the counter of the breakfast bar. Today, I looked, and to my surprise there was nothing. At around 6pm, my mother and father get home while my mother has a HUGE bouquet of flowers. I said “oh my god, mom those are beautiful flowers! That’s so sweet that he sent them to your work!” She said “no, he delivered them to HIS work. I guess I now work at the Raddison.”
Awesome move dad.
