My husband doesn't buy me flowers, hardly ever. It bothers him that they die. He's not your traditional Hallmark-romantic kind of guy -- never has been.
But every time I come home from the grocery store, he immediately comes to the door (I think he hears the garage door open from any spot in the house and comes running) and asks if I need help carrying stuff in the house. I love that.
This bumper sticker was on the car next to me in the parking lot at the grocery store, and it pleased me to no end. I was smiling all the way home!
In case it's not legible in "blog-size", it says "Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons ...for you are crunchy & good with ketchup."