First Friday Letters

Dear Sickies,

I'm so over you. My daughter is over you. The Husband is over having to deal with his girls dealing with you. So, peace out, yo.

Dear Dora,

Why is your head so big? I just noticed this past week that it's disproportionately large compared to your body. It's starting to really bug me. :/

Dear Husband,

Stop making me laugh when you know I have to pee. I had your baby. You know what will happen.

Dear Sour Cream and Onion Rice Cakes,

I stayed away from you for years, and now that I had some of you again last week, I want more. You're delicious. Get in mahh bellaaaayyyy.

Dear Tropical Storm Sandy or whatever you are,

I'm not a fan of losing power. I'm not a fan of being stuck inside all weekend. I'm not a fan of you. So, go elsewhere, please. Kthx.

Dear M,

I keep wondering where you get your sassiness from. And then I hear you say something back to me that I say. And then I realize I'm in trouble. Take it easy on me, okay?

Dear Scale,

Thank you for being kind to me this morning. The Husband is sick of hearing me complain about what numbers you show me.

Dear Life,

I  love you. xo