Only on Mondays

Last Monday was not just Halloween. It was the night my husband walked through the door after work with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. The flowers were for me and I couldn't wait to yank those things out of Jared's hands and give him a big kiss.

My sister was there watching the whole thing. We were in the middle of a conversation that was suddenly over the minute we saw the flowers. I wish we had a picture of both of us looking at each other with our surprised eyes and dropped jaws.

My sister said something to Jared about the thoughtfulness, and in all his humility Jared felt the need to clear things up so he didn't look like too much of a romantic. "Oh, this isn't something I do every day. Only on Mondays."

Not sure what happened yesterday, but I'm sure the tradition will resume in full next week. Love you Jared!