A perfect date!
Two days ago, we had a really amazing date. It was a total surprise out of the blue. I'm still ridiculously lovey-dovey happy and smiley over it and will remain so for a long time to come, mostly because the whole simple outing reminds me of how well he knows me and because it was a bit of a spontaneous date (he had heard of the place just the day before.)
"I have a surprise for you"
That was a text I received at the end of my work day and was what kicked off the following evening event. I dressed for an outdoor date as requested and we both smelled of bug spray (mosquitoes have been prolific here)
We went to a pick-your-own flower farm. Basically you get to tromp around the farm, see all the beautiful plants and flowers and make your own bouquet (probably worth at least 50 dollars) for only around 20 dollars.
Most people who know me well enough might think this was a strange pick for a date because while I adore plants, I don't like bouquets of flowers.
I'm so much happier spending 20 minutes to an hour at a plant nursery, or plant store or botanical garden and spending 5 or ten dollars on a little plant that I take care of and coax it to flourish then being presented with a 50 dollar bouquet of stereotypical commercially available romantic flowers that will slowly die over the course of a month. This has simply been a fact for me. My partner has bought a bouquet or two for me...and while I do appreciate cut flowers, the happiness and enjoyment I get from it does not measure up to the overinflated price at all, you know? I simply can't help my natural reaction of admiration (ooh...ahh...) over some rose bushes with beautiful blooms in some stranger's front yard then over a processed armload of roses. Nature is just beautiful and physically seeing that it is likely to remain so makes it more so.
Back to the date...
My first reaction to seeing the sign for the flower farm was a bit mixed. I was excited, but also briefly wondered "Was I too old to like fields of flowers? Is it ok to like feeling like I was going to be spoiled little princess in a field of flowers?" But at my first glimpse of rows of flowering plants and greenhouses any doubts melted away..."No, no, no... I'm not too old for this...I'll never be too old for this, this is going to be amazing"
I had the momentary urge to go straight towards the towering sunflowers. I was envisioning a small bouquet of them with the stalks towering over me in the house with the flowering heads brushing the ceiling! What fun! But I did not. (Maybe next time) I decided to embrace exploring the whole farm-there was more to see.
I had so much fun flittering here and there and through aisles of plants and back again to pick my favorites(I did not go back for sunflowers), and then kiss and thank my handsome partner for each one I picked. I also made sure to add a flower that He thought was really interesting that he's never seen before. I was also careful to not take longer then an hour. My partner is very patient and enjoys plants too...but I can usually tell he's ready to move on after a half hour or hour depending on the place.
We paid for the flowers (22 dollars...such a steal) and donned our masks again and drove back into the city and stopped at a pub/restaurant we like for a quick meal and drink before heading home.
Now every time I see that bouquet of flowers sitting in the vase, I have the urge to go seek out my partner where ever he is in the house and make love. Best date of the year! Now I want to start planning a special date or something for him over the next couple months. This will be so much fun! :)
What is the point of me sharing this cheesy story? Well...if you have a partner that likes flowers but is picky about bouquets...I highly recommend this kind of date! No one could dislike a bouquet of flowers that you get to create yourself after all!
Such a clever idea. :)
"I have a surprise for you"
That was a text I received at the end of my work day and was what kicked off the following evening event. I dressed for an outdoor date as requested and we both smelled of bug spray (mosquitoes have been prolific here)
We went to a pick-your-own flower farm. Basically you get to tromp around the farm, see all the beautiful plants and flowers and make your own bouquet (probably worth at least 50 dollars) for only around 20 dollars.
Most people who know me well enough might think this was a strange pick for a date because while I adore plants, I don't like bouquets of flowers.
I'm so much happier spending 20 minutes to an hour at a plant nursery, or plant store or botanical garden and spending 5 or ten dollars on a little plant that I take care of and coax it to flourish then being presented with a 50 dollar bouquet of stereotypical commercially available romantic flowers that will slowly die over the course of a month. This has simply been a fact for me. My partner has bought a bouquet or two for me...and while I do appreciate cut flowers, the happiness and enjoyment I get from it does not measure up to the overinflated price at all, you know? I simply can't help my natural reaction of admiration (ooh...ahh...) over some rose bushes with beautiful blooms in some stranger's front yard then over a processed armload of roses. Nature is just beautiful and physically seeing that it is likely to remain so makes it more so.
Back to the date...
My first reaction to seeing the sign for the flower farm was a bit mixed. I was excited, but also briefly wondered "Was I too old to like fields of flowers? Is it ok to like feeling like I was going to be spoiled little princess in a field of flowers?" But at my first glimpse of rows of flowering plants and greenhouses any doubts melted away..."No, no, no... I'm not too old for this...I'll never be too old for this, this is going to be amazing"
I had the momentary urge to go straight towards the towering sunflowers. I was envisioning a small bouquet of them with the stalks towering over me in the house with the flowering heads brushing the ceiling! What fun! But I did not. (Maybe next time) I decided to embrace exploring the whole farm-there was more to see.
I had so much fun flittering here and there and through aisles of plants and back again to pick my favorites(I did not go back for sunflowers), and then kiss and thank my handsome partner for each one I picked. I also made sure to add a flower that He thought was really interesting that he's never seen before. I was also careful to not take longer then an hour. My partner is very patient and enjoys plants too...but I can usually tell he's ready to move on after a half hour or hour depending on the place.
We paid for the flowers (22 dollars...such a steal) and donned our masks again and drove back into the city and stopped at a pub/restaurant we like for a quick meal and drink before heading home.
Now every time I see that bouquet of flowers sitting in the vase, I have the urge to go seek out my partner where ever he is in the house and make love. Best date of the year! Now I want to start planning a special date or something for him over the next couple months. This will be so much fun! :)
What is the point of me sharing this cheesy story? Well...if you have a partner that likes flowers but is picky about bouquets...I highly recommend this kind of date! No one could dislike a bouquet of flowers that you get to create yourself after all!
Such a clever idea. :)
