Roses are...

I saw blue roses at a flower stand today. I've never seen blue roses before. In my imagination, I thought they'd be beautiful, but they were pretty hideous. Dyed flowers are never quite the same.

It made me think about The Glass Menagerie, which was the first time I had ever thought of having blue roses at my wedding, only to find out they didn't really exist. Have to re-think that now, don't I?

Maybe I should date someone first...

This invites an additional question (stemming [ha!] from dinner conversation last night): If white roses are for pure love, yellow for friendship-love, red for passionate love, what do blue roses symbolize? Of course, only a girl would think up a question like this.