I think I mentioned before that my husband and I first dated when we were very young- 13 and 14! And from the very start, the special flowers that he always got me were pink roses. I never had a favorite flower before then, but you can bet that to this day I love pink roses.
So when I was at Goodwill Outlet Saturday (with the crazies! again!), and I saw this little mug discarded in the bins, I snatched it up. Because I'll always be his pink rose, and according to this mug, pink roses mean love.
Happy Monday :)