Saturday Night. My Place. 9 O'Clock.

Dear Attorney General,

Thank you.

That's all I wanted to say, really.

Thank you.

Thank you that yesterday when I was feeling overwhelmed and under-appreciated you slipped a few bucks in my hand and told me to hit the road.

Thank you for suggesting I go see a movie. ALL BY MYSELF!!!!

Thank you for suggesting I get some popcorn and Peanut M&M's and eat them for my lunch.

Thank you for giving me enough money to wash them down with a large Dr. Pepper.

Thank you for making sure my kids were fed, dry and loved on while momma was away.

Thank you for running to the grocery store for me, so that when my movie was over I had nothing to do. Nothing. Just drive and listen to music.

Thank you for saying that chicken and dumplings were okay for dinner. Again. Because you know that they are one of my all-time favorites. And last night I needed a little "comfort food."

Thank you for letting me go to bed early and offering to stay up and feed one little Rocco; since you know tomorrow is "our-2-babies-get-their-shots" day and that is never a good day for a momma.

Thank you for being my very best friend.

I plan on making it up to you this weekend, my love.
Oh yeah....I said that!

Melissa