That's right Hot Toddy. You are in so much trouble. When's the last time....?
Yes, a random gentleman at Trader Joes slipped a beautiful bouquet into my cart and said they were "on him."
Mama's still got it!
These are the questions my man asked when he called me from work and I told him of my score.
"Did he see you had kids?"
"How old was he?"
"Was he cute?"
"He was alright."
"Was he bald?"
(I can't believe this thought even enters his smooth little head).
Later when he got home, as he looked over the flowers, I told him the guy was just being nice. He wasn't even all that flirty. He gave the kids a fruit leather too.
Then, I had a thought which I expressed to HT.
"Maybe they weren't paid for at all? Maybe he just convinced me to shoplift? Or maybe Trader Joes was throwing them out or something?"
He raises an eyebrow, touches a petal.
"They don't look like they were being thrown out." He says.
Then, putting the H in HT, he continues,
"Maybe he just had good taste?"
Not just a hat rack, people.