Here is the story of how we got these roses. First, we had to achieve a state of bubbly zen.
Mark and Alex brought us to a picnic with bubbles and more.
Here's Alex, admiring Mark's egg slime! (Masks removed only when eating, of course)
Then, we had to admire the beauty of outdoor flowers (I call these quintilliums), and seek to bring this indoors.
Other solutions simply won't cut it.
As a third step, we had to learn new things about ourselves.
Barry: not a fan of Sugee cake, nor of stereotyping.
Finally, we were ready to visit the secret inner sanctuary of flowers!
We floral-filled the car!
And now our house has more glee, but still no sugee cake!
