Valentine's Day didn't suck.
Whoohooo.
That is all.
Oh yeah, Mom's got bling on her left hand and I'm gettin' a new daddy.
Whoo hoo. Again.
Paul bought me a stuffed animal, a shitload of chocolate and a card and as he handed me the sack, he leaned over and kissed me and said, "Happy Mother's Day, dear." I was on the phone with T-Racey and she busted out laughing and said, "Tell him he's a dork and it's not Mother's Day!" It will forever be one of my best memories. Bless his heart, he has a horrible upper respiratory tract infection and felt like hammered crap, so I am impressed he knew his own name as much cold medicine as he's on.
Okay, now that is really all.
5 comments:
Happy Mother's Day...bloggable! So funny and sweet.
A kiss and shitload of chocolate, we are way to easy.
Hey Congrats on the Big Day ! I found you through dixiechick.Great reading >
I love your header image. Found you through a Google alert.
All good except for the chocolate, Yuck! LOL
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