From email Nov 13, 10:34 AM PT
Good morning!
It’s Saturday. I hope you have a wonderful day today. Did you have any plans? Or just the usual cleaning??? Me, it’s too soggy for the pumpkin patch farm. Guess I’ll put that off again.
I’m probably just going to stay home and try to take care of the rest of the yard and things around the house. Oh, and I’m finally going to watch the new Disney movies. They’re doing a $1.99 special for new and returning Disney+ subscribers. I’ve had a subscription before, but after awhile there’s nothing you want to watch. Not worth it for me, unless you like re-watching Disney princess movies. So I canceled many months ago. I got a bunch of stuff to help the kids during the initial covid lock downs. Now I guess we’ll watch the new Disney movies for movie night. And if I’m not too wobbly, I’m probably going to challenge myself on the elliptical again. The iFit features are nice, but I’m still not entirely sold on the monthly subscriptions.
And I still can’t believe Suni got pepper sprayed.
I wanted to ask if it would be okay for me to get you something for Christmas, since I missed your last three birfdays and Chrismases. Is plural of Christmas spelled Christmases? I dunno…? 🤣 Anyway, I know you’ve taken a vow of silence, so it’s not like I’ll get an answer from you. But I was thinking… maybe you can just do something subtle to let me know? Maybe instead of writing you anymore, I’ll just put up a generic blog like a WordPress page. HoeGram. TrixTok. Or Twatter. Or whatever you choose. It should be public. Then I’ll just post there whenever, instead of writing you anymore. Then you can read whenever you have time, or reread as many times as you want. And as for answering me, you can do the same or similar. But for now, I guess we can use the old fashioned ANSWER for yes and SILENCE for no. You don’t have to say anything. Even a blank reply would work. You won’t break your vow of silence. See? I’m so SMRT.
So would it be okay for me to get you something for Christmas? If I hear crickets, I’m going to spoil you.
Oh my, I can already feel a fist sandwich coming my way. You’re so violent!
Okay, fine. But if you change your mind, please let me know. You’re my special queen bee 👸🐝, so I think you deserve to be spoiled. Can you blame me? I’m cray cray for M. 😜
I don’t want to be cliche, but guess what I want for Christmas? I hate Mariah Carey, but that song “All I Want for Christmas” says it all. Specifically the line “All I want for Christmas is you” in case you missed that for some reason. Mariah Carey popularized it in the 90s so anyone our age would picture her when thinking of that phrase. It’s actually a little before your time, but if you didn’t completely live under a rock, you would have heard it on the radio or at the mall during Christmas.
The mall. lol. That thing is extinct. Like Maroon 5 payphones. Or HoboSauruses.
Anyhoo, I’ll let you go. I still don’t know if you’ll ever read my messages, but if you do, always remember I’m still here missing you. Any future I envision includes you as my queen. So be a good mommy. Be well. Be safe. Because life is precious. Time is precious. But you are the most precious of all to me. Don’t EVER forget that. I love you. 💗
Diabeetus & French Fries 