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To My Husband
Saturday
was Blaine’s birthday. The big 23. I planned a night out at Red
Lobster, one of his favorite places to eat. (My least, but it was his
birthday). I even had a babysitter for the whole night. Then a movie,
whatever he wanted to see, and then he wanted to go to the casino in
Oklahoma. When Friday came, I went to pay bills, and found we had
gotten behind, and didn’t have not one dollar to spare.
I was so disappointed that we couldn’t go out for his birthday. But I
had gotten him some really warm pajama pants and a new hat because his
old one was starting to smell. We ended up keeping all the kids all
weekend long so Michael could go out since we couldn’t afford to. So
Saturday morning, I decided I had better get all the Thanksgiving
fixings, before it got busy and all that. Plus I had to pick up
Blaine’s cake, well cup cakes. I had him a cupcake thing made in the
shape of a heart, and it was green, his favorite color. Well I wanted
to give Blaine a chance to sleep in. So I loaded up all three kids, and
headed to Wal-mart. Beat the rush huh? HA! People were everywhere. They
had all gotten the same idea. Needless to say I got out of there with
all three kids and all their respective limbs, and there weren’t in
surprises in the basket. Usually by the time I get to the check out
there are at least 5 things I didn’t put in the basket, and by the time
I get home, there are one or two things I didn’t remembering buying.
KIDS! I woke Blaine up and lite his candles, and told him how special
he was to me. To all of us. My kids really adore him. Especially that
little poo poo. He is her everything, and no amount of cupcakes could
ever show him how much that means to me. Anyways. I love you Blaine.
So so much. You are a great person for making the sacrifices you do.
Being so far from your only friends and family. Working to put me
through school, and help take care of my kids. Helping around the
house, even if you don’t know how to load a dishwasher, or do
laundry (hee hee). It’s the thought that counts. I will make up for not
being able to go out. In just 2 months our bills will be paid off for
the most part, and we can start looking at motorcycles. I love you
baby!!!!

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