Monday, May 12, 2008
My man
is good to me. Dallas has always been a creative, surprising little husband. However, that can be hard to do during the season. For my first mother's day, he really worked hard. He picked it out himself and even over nighted my gift to ensure it arrived on Sunday. Poor thing, it came on Saturday, but we were out and it needed a signature. So, today, I got my gift. Along with my special present, I got a "baby" card for me and I got a card from Reese. I guess Reese somehow sent word to Albuquerque for Daddy to write her feelings down on paper. Glad we have cell phones...
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I know Dallas likes to make everyone think he is a just a big, redneck, scary, nascar, westlemania dude...but the fact of the matter is that he loves you and you make him all mushy inside. I'm so happy you guys found each other. I know you miss him and want your life back. You've certainly paid your dues..richer or poorer, sickness and health; better or worse...the list goes on and on. Great things come to those who wait. That boy is just mushy about his hip chick!
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