Hey papa. It was so hot today. It is so hot here in your house. The air conditioner is still out. Mom's friends came by and replaced the capacitor on the A/C unit but it's just blowing hot air. I guess they are going to come back tomorrow and put some freon in it. I think the duct work needs to be looked at. Just doesn't seem to be blowing.
We went to Doris' mom's funeral today. It was a funeral. They played some songs that about made me cry. Jim DeWitt was the preacher. He preached. It was odd. I mean, it was a memorial service and he did a sermon. Just seemed odd to me. It was awkward and uncomfortable at some points. He wanted ppl to get up and say something about her and no one did. There weren't near as many ppl there as there was at yours. We just went to the funeral part and then went and got, you guessed it, iced tea at McDonald's. They hand the tea to mom and say this one is sweet and this one is unsweet and mom took a drink of hers, believing it was unsweet and she had the sweet one. She like near choked to death on it. She wasn't nearly as amused as I was, cuz I didn't know what she was choking about.
Mom's leg is still real swollen and its hurting her. Wish we knew what was wrong, we will find out soon. She let me order my birthday present tonight. I wish you were going to be here for my birthday. For the first time in a while I'm here for my birthday. Mom n me are gonna celebrate on Saturday. Not sure what we will do. Not sure what I want to do. By Monday a lot of the what am I gonna do with myself questions will be answered. Still thinking happy, positive thoughts.
Your grandson likes to stir the proverbial S-pot. He hears something, part of a story or whatever and then tells whoever he thinks needs to know and starts drama. I have no idea why he does it. I tell him to MHOB and he never does. I don't know much else tonight. I think I'm gonna go read a little while and then go to sleep. I'm sorry I didn't make it by today. Me and Snick lost track of time this morning and then it got so hot. I know, excuses, huh.. sorry. We will make it by, I promise. Gotta come and talk to you and see how the apartment is. Bet it's not near as nice as the place you got up there in Heaven. I love you papa. I miss you so much. (forehead kiss) Talk to you in a little bit. <3
How I like to remember my dad, happy :)
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