Today, after a long 8 hour shift (I was sad to have missed this Sunday morning service we’re they honored Christopher Laurie and prayed for the Laurie family) I came home to a clean house and a fresh bouquet of roses from my hubby. He was so proud when he came to pick me up from work. I came in and smelled the freshly cleaned carpet, scrubbed floors, and clean bathrooms. I noticed the flowers right away and as I turned to thank him he blushed (well sort of, Puerto Ricans don’t really blush), well gushed. Then I proudly walked around the house and oooed and awed about how clean it was. When I went to the table to look at my bouquet I noticed he had found the vase, cut the steams, and wrapped it all himself. I was so proud I had to take pictures. Be jealous.

Take note of the professional “floral tape.” so cute.