Dear Clean and Unfolded Laundry,
You have taken up residence on my sofa. The goal is to fix that this evening. I only said it was the goal. I made no promises.
Dear Grocery Store Peeps,
It was really uncool that you put Chicken with Rice cans in the Cream of Chicken soup dispenser. My creamy turkey enchiladas are going to be...fascinating tonight (no thanks to you).
Dear Adolescent Males the World Over,
Nobody (I repeat NOT A SINGLE SOUL) thinks you're as funny as you think you are. I would say I hate breaking that news to you, but the truth is I get a sick kind of pleasure from it.
Dear Boy Who Called Me at 11:30 on a School Night,
Who does that? Did it really take you that long to muster up the courage? Bless your heart.
Dear Purple,
I think I've fallen in love with you. You're a rather dreamy color, you know.
Dear Two Pounds Gained over Thanksgiving,
Do I just accept you until January or try and do something about it? It just feels like such a worthless cause with Christmas around the corner.
Dear Cancun,
I miss you and I've never even met you. April 16th, my love. April 16th.
Dear Snow,
You're like one of those mean girls: you look pretty but deep down inside you're cold, heartless, and bitter.
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5 comments:
Okay, I think we need to talk about this boy and why he called you. And after we're done, remind you tell you about the epic "Manic Monday" Live Music Video my sisters, cousins and I put on one year at Thanksgiving.
Love the Mean Girl comment. :)
hahah! I loved your post. Sooooo true!
If it is any consolation, I gained over three times as much as you over the weekend. Much love!
Dear Rookie-
You're quite possible the most hilarious girl around!
I say-ignore the extra poundage until New Years...what's the point?!
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