Was I in the Hospital?

Nothing says "I love you" quite like a big bouquet of hospital flowers! Did I miss something? Did I have outpatient surgery??? Please tell me I had my stomach stapled!

I received these flowers from my "ex" boyfriend Jason...he ordered them on Monday, but failed to tell the florist anything but the name of the company I work for, and the city we're in. So, no surprise that I didn't get them Monday! Its not that they aren't pretty...they are...its that Jason always sends roses, and to get these is like a step down. Several steps down from roses. I don't even prefer roses...that's just what he sends! I am a creature of habit...and I am used to - when I get flowers from Jason - getting roses. If I was the one sending the flowers, and I sent him anything other than what I always send, he would be suspicious. They are pretty...the more I sit here and look at the picture, I do like them. They're just not what I'm used to. It would be like me going to Big River Grille, and the waiter telling me they are out of pepperjack nachos!
Yes, I am whining about the flowers, because they're not what I always get. How dumb is that?! Pretty dumb...


Stay tuned...for 10 things that you can only do in the Bay.