|Death Roses and Rainbows... A true story.|
When your are deep in those mommy trenches, they have no idea that one little chubby-armed hug can erase countless sleepless nights, one bubbly coo can make the smell of a poopy diaper vanish (well almost), and turn your day completely around. Even one friendly smile from a formally sulky teenager can make all the moody ups and downs worth it. That's it. That's all we mom's want. Just an appreciative thank you goes a long way. We love that. That stuff can keep us floating for the next full year, through piles of dirty dishes to wash, mountains of laundry to fold, and sassy moody door slams.
|Calgon, take me away!|
|Behold.. the box.|
|The box. The box of promises...|
|Very very dark roses|
|Dark blue leaves are normal, right?|
|Are these sucking the light from the room, or is it just me?|
|I love you... double. death.|
I tell myself (starting to rationalize why she would send me black roses) she and her husband Julian love goth type things. Maybe this is a statement that they love me as much as they love gothy things?? Yes! That has to be it. I can't help but think these are pretty severe as far as color. Very deathly. I was trying to picture me putting a snapshot of these out on Facebook with a "look what Brenda gave me for mother's day" post and wondering what people might think.
|These vampire roses almost have a dark red to them in the sunlight, so that's something.|
Meanwhile, she is texting... what do they look like. I send her that first picture from above with the double vases on the table. I tell her as a guess, are they dark purple, or a velvety black? There is a pause in the texts. Finally she comes back.
Her: Why are they black?
Me: Were they suppose to be another color??
Her: They were suppose to be several colors
Her: I sent you RAINBOW roses.
Me: Shut up. They make rainbow roses?? I LOVE rainbows!
Her: WHY ARE THEY BLACK?
Her: Those look like they belong in a funeral home
Me (thinking quietly): I couldn't agree more
She was so upset. I guess the company had made a mistake and sent the wrong color roses to me. Not only did I have 12 of these roses, but a whole TWO dozen of them. Two vases full! Twenty-four black as night roses staring at me all ghostly hallows dementor-like from the kitchen table.
|Soul sucking roses at your service...|
|Where oh where are my death roses? This is my special DAY!|
|It's the "getting my hopes up box"...|
and I started to unveil them... almost too nervous to peek at the contents inside....
|Bright colors as far as the eye can see!|
|Amazing Rainbow Roses|
I spent the next few minutes... okay days, taking pictures of these gorgeous things in different light settings.
Seriously I couldn't stop.
|There is no bad angle on rainbow roses! They look good from all directions.|
|Rainbow roses are the best. thing. ever!|