Years ago it was spring time and I was feeling lonely and down and out. I had missed my Sunday morning routine and I wanted to be around friendly people. Then I had this idea. I wanted to honor my friends who I ate lunch with on Sunday, mostly women between my mother and grandmothers' age were my "adopted" family. I wanted to do something nice for them. I had the good fortune of Eureka! I'll get them flowers! I entered the restaurant where they all sat laughing and smiling with my arms filled with not one but two dozen long stemmed white roses and began handing flowers out to them one by one. With a look of delight and distant memories my elders began sharing stories of Father returning home from a business trip and would bring home a long stemmed rose for her and her mother. Another woman proudly said she had one red rose and one yellow one dried at home and this would be a perfect trio.
Lunch ended and we hugged and parted. I was feeling so much better. Yet, I still had a dozen long stemmed white roses in my hands. Instead of going to my car on this sunny day, I walked to the local market and handed my friend at the register a gift. "I'm celebrating women's beauty. Have a flower", the words spontaneously formed in my mouth. Not bad for someone feeling ugly and depressed hours earlier. Then I was crossing the street and saw a lovely lady in her Sunday best. "Here, I'm celebrating women's beauty," the powerful words poured from my lips again. "Have a rose." She smiled and received it. This was so much fun.
Next I went to a friend's house who I knew was having a challenging time and dropped off some flowers at her doorstep with an up beat note about celebrating beautiful women. This was becoming an adventure, a mission really. I had more girl friends up town and I enthusiastically went to my favorite shop that had massage, meditation, and sold pretty things including musical instruments, stones and jewellery. They even offered therapeutic massage. To my surprise the shop was closed and there were no ladies in sight. I had interrupted a men's support group, oops! I recognized a couple of the men as friends in my town. Boldly and impishly I said "I'm celebrating women's beauty today have a rose." Each man graciously received their gift and leaned over and gave me a loving hug. Wow, I thought this flower power really works!
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Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Remember Your Mamma
LORI: Hi Chris, Is your phone working?
CHRIS: Yes, but I think I was on the phone when you called.
LORI: O.K. good!
CHRIS: Why?
LORI: I just wanted to make sure it works before Sunday.
CHRIS: Sunday? Sunday! Right Mothers day!
LORI: You spaced out didn’t you?
CHRIS: Don’t sweat it. There’s always Mothers day flowers
LORI: BINGO! Flowers it is.
CHRIS: And I even have a jingle poem to go with them.
LORI: Really? Let’s hear it.
CHRIS: Here it goes...
Mothers day flowers
Opens the heart of
That special lady
Every time she looks across the
Room at your
Sweet love offerings
Daffodils
And
Yellow sunflowers… Ahh
Feelings
Lovelier than words
Only Mothers day flowers
Will do.
Enjoy the
Rush of hugs and kisses that
Seal the precious memories and conversations with Mom
Visit http://www.1800flowers.com/
to fulfill the promise of the
Mothers day flowers poem
CHRIS: Yes, but I think I was on the phone when you called.
LORI: O.K. good!
CHRIS: Why?
LORI: I just wanted to make sure it works before Sunday.
CHRIS: Sunday? Sunday! Right Mothers day!
LORI: You spaced out didn’t you?
CHRIS: Don’t sweat it. There’s always Mothers day flowers
LORI: BINGO! Flowers it is.
CHRIS: And I even have a jingle poem to go with them.
LORI: Really? Let’s hear it.
CHRIS: Here it goes...
Mothers day flowers
Opens the heart of
That special lady
Every time she looks across the
Room at your
Sweet love offerings
Daffodils
And
Yellow sunflowers… Ahh
Feelings
Lovelier than words
Only Mothers day flowers
Will do.
Enjoy the
Rush of hugs and kisses that
Seal the precious memories and conversations with Mom
Visit http://www.1800flowers.com/
to fulfill the promise of the
Mothers day flowers poem
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Ode to Mother's Day Flowers
Mother’s day flowers
Opens the heart of
That special lady
Every time she looks across the
Room at your
Sweet love offerings
Daffodils
And
Yellow sunflowers… Ahh
Feelings
Lovelier than words
Only Mother’s day flowers
Will do.
Enjoy the
Rush of hugs and kisses that
Seal the precious memories and conversations with Mom
Visit http://www.1800flowers.com/
to fulfill the promise of the
Mother’s day flowers poem
Opens the heart of
That special lady
Every time she looks across the
Room at your
Sweet love offerings
Daffodils
And
Yellow sunflowers… Ahh
Feelings
Lovelier than words
Only Mother’s day flowers
Will do.
Enjoy the
Rush of hugs and kisses that
Seal the precious memories and conversations with Mom
Visit http://www.1800flowers.com/
to fulfill the promise of the
Mother’s day flowers poem
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Monday, February 9, 2009
When just any flower won't do, say it with a Rafflesia

When was the last time you thanked, apologized or wooed someone in a big flowery way? The bigger the better, right?
But when is it going over board?
I started to imagine the 9,900 people who searched on Google last month for a rafflesia flower, how many of them actually wanted to make a heart felt purchase for a boss, friend, significant other?
I can imagine the phone call now...
Hello l-800-flowers?, do you have a rafflesia flower?
Yea I...
-just got a big raise.
-love her this much
-landed the account of my life
-am going overseas next week and want him to remember me
-I messed up in a big way
-have a corner of the room that needs a little redecorating
-am doing a love experiment
-want to make a big first impression
-am a big fan of man flowers
-a once and done sort of guy-- only like to shop for flowers once. This six foot tall flower should do the trick.
Can you ship flowers in time for Valentines Day? Humm shipping is how much? Better send two dozen roses instead. Thanks.
Written for Lovers of Flowers
Ruth Anne Wood © 2009 Scripting for Success
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