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When we were at a wedding a few weeks ago, David was given a man corsage. It was pinned on to his borrowed suit coat by a member of the bridal party and when we got home that night he unpinned the rose and put it on the top shelf of the refrigerator next to the alleged real maple syrup.

Time passes. Calendar pages turn. The rose stayed on the top shelf. That is, until this morning when I decided to put a dash of alleged real maple syrup in my oatmeal.

I know the first couple of days I thought to myself, “Wow, that rose really has some staying power.” Then I got so used to seeing the rose next to the syrup that I just quit thinking about it as a rose. It was more like just one more thing in the refrigerator that just didn’t satisfying my hunger.

Until today because I am mad that I have cholesterol issues and I am sick of oatmeal and I know that the alleged real maple syrup is really not going to be much of a change from the usual brown sugar and cinnamon combination and what I really hungry for is a glob of butter and two globs of chunky peanut butter on lightly browned toast and that is when I really stopped to think about the rose.

“What’s the deal with this rose?” I think that statement sums up my thoughts as I pick up the thoroughly chilled rose and take a sniff of it for the very first time in almost two weeks.

The rose wasn’t real. I have no idea what it was made from but it was the best looking not-silk and not-plastic kind of rose I had ever seen.

So I left it there. The alleged real maple syrup and the not real rose, together on their shelf. Neither of them requiring refrigeration yet both conducted themselves in a high maintenance manner. They can sit on the shelf and enjoy each others company. They deserve to be a couple for eternity. In the dark.

Hopefully the other things in the refrigerator will learn their lesson.

1. In your Phriday personal post, include a phavorite photograph (like how I did that?) and a brief description of why it is your phave. Anything at all works for me … one picture, more pictures, a video … even if you participate it another blogger’s Friday event you can double up as long as you link back to me within your post.

2. My advice is that you jump on board now bephore everyone in the nation gets involved and there are no mega-giga-y2k-bytes lepht phor you!

3. Mr. Linky and I have finalized our divorce. Leave a link to your blog within your comment, we’ll find you and visit your place. I pinkie promise.

4. As always, if you have any questions or just want to chat about cats or kids or what I am going to do with the ten spare hours I now have every Phriday, you can contact me at candidcarrie at gmail dot com!

5. Try to remember to link back to me, if you don’t know how or would like some help, I’ll gladly assist you!

Let the Phestivities begin!

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