Ok Mister... What's really going on?!? I haven't written in awhile because I figured with all the hours I spent at the cemetery while I was home you were ready to hear from someone else ;0? BUT when it rains it pours and I could use a little help down here. As you know Justin's knee gave out on the dance floor (calling John Travolta) and he's pending surgery... And of course my car is on the fritz... And I'm still looking for a job... And I can hear you saying "don't trip girlie" but I could sure use some Dad help in my life right now.. Did I mention the monsoon today blew out our outlet outside... So the pool pump isn't working.. But I'm sure you laughed out loud when I was on the ladder this week changing my lightbulb and the whole light fixture fell out of the ceiling... How many Brittany's does it take to change a lightbulb... But I fixed it! I might have been covered in fiberglass insulation and itching 8 hours later... But I did it! Words can never express how much I miss you!
Loving you with all my heart and "not tripping" over here,
Your baby girl