{"id":1123,"date":"2008-05-12T21:06:16","date_gmt":"2008-05-13T04:06:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/?p=1123"},"modified":"2012-05-11T20:11:35","modified_gmt":"2012-05-12T03:11:35","slug":"metaphor-for-marriage","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2008\/05\/metaphor-for-marriage\/","title":{"rendered":"Metaphor for Marriage"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>This sunday was mother&#8217;s day. Chris&#8217;s mother and Grandmother live nearby, and we were having them over for dinner.<\/p>\n<p>One of the gifts we wanted to give them was flowers. A few years ago, I suggested to Chris that we give his grandmother (who is notoriously difficult to buy for) a dozen roses. She was delighted, saying she&#8217;d never recieved a dozen roses before. Now, it&#8217;s a good bet to give flowers.<\/p>\n<p>Chris also has learned to rely on my arranging skills. Florists are basically crooks, in his opinion. He knows I can throw a bouquet together and make it look just as good for a third the price. I love arranging flowers, so that works for me.<\/p>\n<p>So he went to Costco and bought flowers. Roses, lilies and tulips.<\/p>\n<p>I would never have bought those three kinds of flowers together. There is a sort of principle of flower arranging. Some showy flowers, some filler, some small, some large, etc.<\/p>\n<p>These three were all showy.<\/p>\n<p>But that&#8217;s what I had.<\/p>\n<p>My instructions were to make three arrangements, One for his mother, one for grandmother and one for me.<\/p>\n<p>As I arranged them, I thought that it was a metaphor for marriage. On my own, I would not have picked these flowers. On his own, Chris would have not gotten flowers at all.<\/p>\n<p>But between us, we created these things of beauty:<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"IMG_8229 by murphy_h2001, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/murphy_pics\/2487974787\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3073\/2487974787_feb98b07d9.jpg\" alt=\"IMG_8229\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>They were a hit.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"IMG_8226 by murphy_h2001, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/murphy_pics\/2488786546\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm3.static.flickr.com\/2375\/2488786546_e943f0fc55.jpg\" alt=\"IMG_8226\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This sunday was mother&#8217;s day. Chris&#8217;s mother and Grandmother live nearby, and we were having them over for dinner. One of the gifts we wanted to give them was flowers. A few years ago, I suggested to Chris that we &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2008\/05\/metaphor-for-marriage\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[22,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1123","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-bookworthy","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1123","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1123"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1123\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1123"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1123"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1123"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}