June 23, 2004

those crazy kids

When I got home last night, the girls had already left for the airport. I wandered through the silent disaster zone that had become my apartment and into my bedroom.

On my bedside table, I found a vase of big purple flowers and a note.

Will you go to homecoming with us?

The flowers were mums.

Posted by This Fish at June 23, 2004 07:30 AM
Comments

How totally sweet!

Posted by: GrumpyBunny at June 23, 2004 10:21 AM

I second that one. That they took time out from their texting quest of make-out boys to buy you some flowers speaks volumes.

Posted by: Michael R at June 23, 2004 10:34 AM

Awww... Only a Texan can truly appreciate saying it mums.

Posted by: nikilovely at June 23, 2004 11:41 AM

They were terrific - so glad I got to meet your sis!!!

Posted by: Ari at June 23, 2004 11:55 AM

Very nice gesture. I like it. They're THOUGHTFUL boy-crazy people. (I still don't get the whole we're-from-Texas-we-like-mums thing. Sorry.)

Posted by: Michael at June 23, 2004 12:17 PM

Alright, I've been reading for a while, but I'm not usually one to comment... but this got me. How awesome!! Too bad a person has to endure ages 2-13.

Posted by: MzOuiser at June 23, 2004 12:32 PM

Is everyone in your circle of life this witty?

It's amazing. Either you have a unique way of finding hidden intentions, or you are just surrounded by people with incredible control over language.

Your life (at least on this blog) is already a script that's gotten final approval and a greenlight.

Posted by: belle at June 23, 2004 02:34 PM

The mums were intentional on their part... the girls met Sarah and are privy to the blog. It was *I* who took at least thirty seconds to realize that is what kind of flowers they were.

My sister is amazingly funny and smart.

Posted by: Fish at June 23, 2004 02:43 PM