So since I have been bombarding people all over social media I will refrain from bombarding social media about Mark being my Valentine. We aren't doing anything anyway since he bought me a reallly expensive ring and I am poor cause I quit my job. We are going to his family's cabin this weekend in Island Park, ID so that should be relaxing.
This blog post is dedicated to my Mom because I still feel bad about being a brat five Valentine's ago.
Every year of my entire life my Mom has gotten me a stuffed animal for Valentine's day. She usually doorbell ditches it and I have loved it my whole life. The Valentine's Day of my senior year of high school I was running to meet a friend at the movie theaters but I was using the bathroom before I left when the doorbell rang (our doorbell is INSANELY loud) and scared me so I accidentally dropped my brand new phone into the toilet. I came out and it was my stuffed animal being doorbell ditched. I yelled at my Mom, said awful things, demanded she buy me a new phone and then stormed out. I knew I was being an awful person but I was in the heat of teenage drama. I never got another stuffed animal after that which is really justified.
I guess this experience will make me a better Mother in the future because without a doubt my daughter will freak out on me and I will remember how my Mother forgave me and I will forgive me daughter.
Hey! My name is Riley Jo. I have been living off Dr. pepper and a prayer since 1991. My life motto is one that Joey Gladstone taught me on Full House... make fun of yourself before anyone else has a chance to do it first! That's my goal here. Thanks for stopping by!