Ode to the Painted Trowel

My husband and I will be married for 32 years in July. Nowadays, that's an amazing feat. What's more amazing is that we still enjoy each other's company.

And we both love to laugh.

At this point in our relationship, we keep our gift giving to a minimum—just stockings at Christmas that focus on special food items, cards on Mother's and Father's Day.

And painted trowels for Valentine's Day.

I'm battling a cold so I slept in this morning but did get up to unwrap my Valentine's Day present and enjoy the card Jay got for me. This was covered in tissue paper and standing up in a container that looked as though it should hold water for flowers. I had no clue what he'd bought for me.

But I'm here to report that the laugh I got out of this just lifted up my morning.

Happy Valentine's Day!