Time To Wake Up And Eat The Roses

(We have two kids at the time and I want to get my wife something personal and handmade for Valentine’s Day. Edible arrangements are a new business at the time and I am impressed by their products. My wife works long shifts on the weekends, so I am home with the kids. We head to the store and I buy a bunch of fruit, some cookie cutters, sticks, foam for the base, etc., plus a new vase. Once home, I spend several hours making a fruit bouquet, then we left to bring it to my wife.)

Wife: “Hi! What do you have there?”

Me: “It’s our gift for you! Happy Valentine’s Day, honey. I love you! Everything in this is made from fruit and edible!”

Wife: “Um. Thanks, but I started a new diet yesterday and I can’t eat fruit. Maybe my coworkers can eat it.”

(After her shift she brought it home and nobody had eaten any. I gave it all to the kids!)