I had a horrendous night last night. I won't go into details, but will say, my youngest child was reprimanded and CURSED about by a Dollar Tree employee. She ran up the isle to show me and Blake something, and this woman goes into a rant about "mothers like me" walking in and "turning their kids loose in her #$%! store and they @#$% stuff up" and etc. It didn't end well, but I didn't act a fool like I wanted, I kept my obsecenities to myself, but did tell her what I thought about her speaking that way about my child. Anyway, this effected my mood drastically, upset my daughter that had not done anything wrong, and put a damper on my night. My husband didn't help things any, but I won't go into that! This morning was not better.... He and I butted heads AGAIN.
Around nine he walked in with flowers and this card. It's funny how they know the right things to do sometimes.... cause Momma NEEDED it. Blake sent me a text at 6:50 this morning saying it was going to be a better day, and thank goodness she is RIGHT!