Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Just Because


I truly believe women are from Venus and men are from Mars … and likely a whole bunch of other planets on which we cannot fathom how life exists. Let’s face it … we don’t think alike and we certainly don’t act alike. Is it any wonder, then, why the task of one trying to figure out what makes the other tick is anything short of a monumental undertaking?  Not to worry.  I’m going to let you in on one of our secrets.  If you are of the male persuasion, you’ll want to take notes.  Yes Dad, that means you, too!  Go ahead.  Grab a pencil and paper.  I’ll wait.

Wednesday is trash day in my neighborhood and, even though those trucks don’t roll through until late morning, I always make sure the garbage can is curbside the night before.  As I was collecting refuse tonight to deposit into said receptacle, I noticed most of my floral bouquets were on their last leg (stem?) and needed to go as well.  Not bad, though. They had not only brought me joy on my birthday, but also the entire week that followed it.  Every time I entered the room, I was greeted by colorful and fragrant blossoms.  I was happy.  I smiled.  I even danced a little bit.  They had brightened my day, my surroundings and my life.

While I can’t attest to the fact that I’m speaking for the entire female population, I’ve got to believe most women would agree with me.  Are you ready for it?

We.

Love.

Flowers.

At a loss for gift ideas?  Forget candles, books, CDs, bath products, a Starbucks gift card, a bathrobe and/or slippers, or a box of Godiva chocolates that we truly do love but hate to admit will just add another five pounds to our already bulging thighs. And under NO circumstances, no matter how much we beg, should you purchase for us a blender, power drill or gym membership. Instead run—do not walk—to the nearest florist and buy flowers.  They work wonders when celebrating birthdays, anniversaries or Valentine’s Day, for sending congrats, or when you really mess up and are seeking forgiveness.  Yes, it’s been known to happen to even the best of you.

But here’s the important part of this notion. Try sending flowers “just because.”  Ever notice how thrilled we are after receiving flowers when expecting them? You should see our reaction when we aren’t. Your gesture is simple yet thoughtful and, though you may not fully understand why, we will love you for it. It lets us know that on a particular day, for no apparent reason, you were thinking of us.  Trust me. You’ll score MAJOR brownie points.

You know what that means, don’t you?  If we’re happy, you’re happy.  ‘nuff said!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I wholeheartedly agree that receiving flowers "just because" is the absolute best. in fact, they should NOT be sent b/c of a screw up . . that kind of ruins the flowers & I've tossed "those kind" of flowers right out the door. ;-)