Alright, so I think things are working in my favor. Me and my lady friend went to the Faire today, and had a grand ol' time. Wandered around, saw a joust, and she purchased a bouquet of wooden roses for her mom's birthday. Thinking it a nice idea, I asked her about her favorite color, but she didn't tell me, seeing right through me.
Later, as I brought her to meet her parents for dinner, we had a hug. And it was one of those lingering hugs; the kind that makes you sigh.
I had lost my phone earlier that day, so I returned to the Faire to see if it had turned up. While there, I was struck with an idea; if she wouldn't tell me her favorite color, I'd get her a bouquet with EVERY color. So, I made my purchase, drove to her place, and left them on her doorstep, with a note.
I figured that since you wouldn't tell me your favorite color, I'd get you EVERY color. Though, as beautiful as they are, any flower pales in comparison to your beauty.
-John
Here's some pics from the day.

Later, as I brought her to meet her parents for dinner, we had a hug. And it was one of those lingering hugs; the kind that makes you sigh.
I had lost my phone earlier that day, so I returned to the Faire to see if it had turned up. While there, I was struck with an idea; if she wouldn't tell me her favorite color, I'd get her a bouquet with EVERY color. So, I made my purchase, drove to her place, and left them on her doorstep, with a note.
I figured that since you wouldn't tell me your favorite color, I'd get you EVERY color. Though, as beautiful as they are, any flower pales in comparison to your beauty.
-John
Here's some pics from the day.

