Dear Tyler,
Hi my sweet son! How are you doing on this Friday afternoon? Mom is doing alright. I am writing to you early so that I can get off my computer and go rest. After all the things I did yesterday with tearing the Christmas decorations down, I hurt my back. It started last night and I thought I was just tired and after a nights rest I would feel better but nope.... I woke up this morning in so much pain. I went downstairs and fed the pups and sat there after for about an hour. I came upstairs, took a shower to see if the hot water on my back would help and that was a negative as well. I went and made something to eat and did the dishes but again, now my back is hurting and so is my stomach. Just not a good day for Mom all around I guess. I am sure that after a day of doing nothing and resting, Mom will be back to her old self again tomorrow. I am making sure to stay hydrated too.
Meme and I were supposed to have our hair done today but that didn't happen for Mom because of her back but there was no need for Meme to not go. Yesterday she was very mean to both Bob and I because of a box that couldn't be found. She was blaming us for it being missing and Mom didn't even see the dang box. She was rude and I told her that. Guess she didn't like it either because she refused to eat dinner last night and she went to bed without saying anything to anyone. This morning she said nothing either. She had her coffee in another room by herself. I am not going to apologize to anyone when I call them out for being rude and mean. She needs to see how she treats people and the way she words things. She is not very nice at all. I have been listening to her now for the last couple of weeks and she needs an awakening big time! Mom has had her eyes opened up to the way she speaks and says things and I sure hope that I don't sound like that at all. I think that she didn't go to her appointment because I wasn't going and she didn't want to drive herself there. Things like that are really starting to make me angry. There is no need of that. Yesterday she took bob to 2 appoints and she had to drive from one end to the other...granted it was like 10 minutes from each place and when she got home she said she was exhausted from driving all day. Moms reaction was like, really? You were gone for 2 hours and have that time you were sitting waiting to have Bob be seen. I have noticed so much and observed things since we all live together. Meme is one to deligate things to everyone without wanting to do the work herself. That is not right or fair. I called her out on that too yesterday when she was doing it to me. Not happening. She is going to learn this really quickly too. Anyways...things are quiet here today. Bob must be outside and Mark is working. Mom is writing to you and the pups are sleeping. Meme...well who knows. She is still having her temper tantrum. Mom did get to reschedule her hair appointment for next week so that will be good!
Last night was quiet. We had dinner at 6 pm and dishes were done and cleaned up by 6:30 pm. We took the pups for a walk and then came upstairs and watched TV for a couple hours. I think tonight will be the same. It is leftover night. Mark may play his game with his brothers for a bit and Mom is going to rest quietly in the room while watching a movie before going to bed. The sun is shining though and I heard it was nice out today. Maybe I will sit by the pool for a bit later. The sun may be just what I need. Regardless of what I do later, Mom will whisper to you and I will light your candle later. Smile for me when you hear my voice and I will be sure to smile to you my sweet precious son. Have fun tonight while Mom gets some sleep. Come visit in my dreams if you can. I will be back tomorrow with another letter to you and give you updates then as well as I have none for today. I love you to the moon and back and all the way around the world. You are my hero and the wind beneath my wings. Forever you live inside my heart, mind, body and soul. I miss you pumpkin. Until tomorrow comes.... good night and sweet dreams later.
Always, Mommy xoxoxo. Muah!
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