Bragging Rights

I'm just going to go out on a limb here and say that I have the best husband ever. Who says that? I made a Starbucks run yesterday morning (it's a little sad to walk out the door with a Peet's large Americano in my hand and say that I'll finish it on the way to Starbucks) and when I came back Sean (front desk) pulled out a large bouquet of flowers. Stupidly I asked who they were from. 
Paul had been resistant to the whole "flowers at work" thing- but really. Where do I spend all my time? Plus if they're at work the cat won't eat them. 
Now my desk smells nice and all my friends ask what they're for. 
Paul also got me a lovely framed picture of a few of our wedding photos which is perfect for the office. I'd been feeling a touch sad since the cube is all "horsed out" with no pix of Paul!