dear Jess
24 Apr 2008 Leave a Comment
Today is your birthday, which means that you’re now 27, but also that this year we will have known each other for ten years.
Ten years is an awfully long time.
I think back to our first meeting and am amazed that the funny girl with the pineapple styled hair is now one of my closest friends. Honestly, I wouldn’t have believed it back then.
We’ve been through a lot, you and I. It’s been almost seven years now that we became this close. That long drive to the East Coast was painful in some ways, but it was worth it in the long run. Who would have thought that it just took a week long drive with a Psycho Hose Beast from Hell to get us to bond together in becoming such good friends.
Since then, it seems like every important part of my life has had you in it. You were there for me when everything seemed so dark. You lifted my spirits through some bad times and laughed with (at) me through the good. You’ve been an amazing friend to me over the years and I don’t know what I would have done without you.
These past ten years have been great.
Here’s to another 100 more.
~theresa
dear Megan
22 Apr 2008 2 Comments
in family, memories, NaBloPoMo
This has been an emotional and stressful 36 hours. It all started yesterday morning when Daddy was bringing you downstairs and slipped on the top step. I’m still hazy on the exact details of the event, but you both fell down the stairs before crashing into a framed, glass print. Poor Mommy made Daddy drive all four of you to the hospital without realizing he had been injured as well. I wasn’t allowed to see your injury as your Mommy didn’t think I could handle it, but I thought of you through the curtains as the Doctor’s and Nurses worked on you.
The people at the hospital were great. The nurses entertained your Sister while the Police Officer gave you a Teddy Bear to make you feel more comfortable. They took care of Daddy right away so that he could be by your side. Like a champ, you took 20 stitches to the forhead, which is an awful lot of stitches for an 18 month old forhead. Daddy wasn’t so lucky and ended up in surgery that night to repair the damage that was done.
You, me and Katie had a sleepover at home while Mommy stayed until Daddy’s surgery was over. You proved you were a champ by trying to jump off couches and climb walls, just a few short hours after being released from the hospital.
Today, you didn’t understand why everyone was so jumpy with you and trying to get you to sit still. You and your Sister were both so happy to see Daddy come home, even if he did look a bit funny with the big cast on his arm and that scary looking bag that held the dripping blood. You don’t seem to notice that large bandage on your forhead. You have an appointment next week with a plastic surgeon to assess if they think you will scar and what plan of action to take to prevent it.
Luckily, you’re only 18 months and scars heal pretty quickly on little kids. The scars inside your Daddy may take much longer to heal. We keep telling him that it was an accident, but your Daddy loves you so much and can’t seem to forgive himself for you going through all of this. You’ll grow up to realize this was just an accident that nobody meant to happen.
Your scars will fade, you’ll grow bangs, everything will be alright.
And just remember, you’ll totally get a car from your Dad for your 16th birthday now! Start picking out colours baby.
~love, Auntie Theresa
dear Mr Windows and Door Man
13 Apr 2008 Leave a Comment
When coming to an appointment for a prospective client, here are some helpfull suggestions, which may help you in getting the account next time around:
- Don’t arrive two hours ahead of your scheduled appointment time, sitting in your truck outside of our house for 20 minutes all creepy like before you call to see if it’s okay that you’ve shown up two hours early.
- Velour suits don’t workon anyone, not even you.
- When buttoning up your white dress shirt, please pay extra attention to the button to hole ratio. Missing buttons just takes notice away from your presentation and brings it right to your gutt that hangs out during the entire conversation.
- Make eye contact.
- Don’t come in reeking of female perfume.
- You’ve explained how dissapointed you are that we were just TWO days off of missing a great sale. Don’t push us to buy now so that you can talk to your boss about the possibility of extending the sale, just for us. Sales tactics like that don’t work on me.
- Don’t slouch in our chair during the presentation and while writing up the quote.
- When giving the final costs, at least look like you’re looking up the prices for the doors that were chosen. Don’t just pull numbers out of your ass, explaining that the doors we chose are the ’high end’ collection.
And with these suggestions, I wish you good luck with your next potential client because you sure aren’t going to hear from us again.
~Best Regards, not such a client
dear Mozart
08 Apr 2008 Leave a Comment
I’ve had my suspicions, but today they became true when I watched you climb into Tommy’s playpen and urinate all over the matt! I was really hoping that the car seat incident was just a one off event, but now I’m fearing that you’re much more evil that I oringally thought and are going to turn into one of ‘those’ cats.
I don’t know what to do with you right now. I’m hoping this is just a phase and something you’re going to grow out of. Maybe the smell of baby is so sweet you just lose all control of your bodily functions when think of how lovely the scent is.
Or, maybe you’re just the devil reincarnated and bitting me every morning for six years doesn’t get enough of a reaction anymore, so now you have to start new ways of being evil.
I don’t want to give you away, but the thought of someday bringing our own little baby into the house and having to watch you every minute is just a bit much. I don’t want to have to remember to shut all the doors behind me upstairs. I don’t want to worry about leaving a blanket on the floor for more then five minutes in case you attack it. But, I also don’t want to give you up and not have my cuddle time with you each night.
I’m willing to forgive and forget. Let’s try and work through this. Let’s try and forget this incident and maybe start fresh and a non-pee’ing environment. If you could just stop this behaviour, that would be great.
For me?
~love, mom
dear NKOTB
07 Apr 2008 3 Comments
in NaBloPoMo
Re: Your recent reunion and upcoming Concert Tour:
Thank you.
~Love, a fan
