Happy Mother's Day

Earlier this week, I reminded myself that I would get mum flowers this year. I have sent pretty cards and little pressies over the years, but never flowers. Hmm, it is strange, I must admit. So I thought flowers would be something out of the ordinary. Come Friday evening, I slumped on the couch after a long weeks' work, watched Bert's Family Feud, followed by the news, then cooked myself some dinner. It then suddenly dawned on me that I had completely forgotten about the flowers. Yes I did procrastinate (just a little, I swear!) and quickly made an overseas phone call to a local florist near my house. Thank goodness they were still open, thank my lucky stars for the difference in time zone, and thank the heavenly angels that they were still taking orders!

Scrolling thorugh the photos on the florist's website, I placed the order. The lady over the phone asked again if this was for a Mother's Day gift, and I said yes. She politely told me that the one I wanted was a wedding bouquet. I felt like a total idiot. A flower bimbo. Never mind. I know I was never an expert on flowers anyway. Later my housemate told me that usually carnations are picked for the bouquet. Oh well, mum will have to settle with the roses!

On a different note, my nose is stuffed. my head is heavy, legs are sore.

I hate the F.L.U.

Should I call in sick tomorrow?