I have been a crazy woman to deal with. This is my public apology to Paul...for putting up with my roller coaster of emotions. I am sorry, honey!
Saturday morning I woke up, and asked Paul if he wanted to go baby shopping. Sounds thrilling for a man doesn't it!? He didn't even complain, he let me take my time, and didn't question one purchase.
We headed to the mall for our official Hot Dog on a Stick food review. Paul made sure that we went through the purse section to swoon over the Dooney and Bourke's. Of course, it is that time of year when they have all sorts of new prints...one caught my eye, and Paul made sure that it went home with me.
Our friend watched Van on Saturday night so that we could have a long overdue hott date. We got the drink I wanted, the candy I wanted, and watched the movie that I wanted to watch.
On Sunday I slept in, I woke up long enough to get Van breakfast, and for Van to give me a foot rub...and quickly went back to bed for a 2 hour nap. We went to church, and as soon as we got home and I was fed, I went back to bed for another 2 hour nap.
AND then today happened...I had a meltdown, and proceeded to tell Paul about how bad my life sucks. Really. I did that. Crazy huh!?
So, go ahead and tell me to shut up. Tell Paul he is a rock star of a husband, because he deserves it. Give him all sorts of groupie love, because right now he is dealing with a lunatic!!
I love you, Paul! Thank you for putting up with me. I promise I won't be like this forever. You are a fantastic BEST friend, and I think you are simply amazing!