Showing posts with label Friday's Letters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friday's Letters. Show all posts

Friday, August 9, 2013

Friday (!)




Dearest Friday,
You. Will always be my favorite day.

Dear Dollar Store,
I just spent bookoo bucks on kids that aren't mine.
Positive is, I got bookoo things.

Dear 007,
I really love you.
You're my favorite pet.
(Don't tell Moneypenny....or Creeper. Or Pip. Or Cali. Or Runway. Or Emmett. Or Kitty. Or Pepper, either.)

Dear Person-Who-Created-Awesome-Books-With-Cool-Covers-And-Empty-Pages-And-Sold-Them,
You are a genius.
I love to journal.

Dear Cable,
Welcome back.
I look forward to partaking in HGTV excitement once again.

Dear Husband,
"Girl, you know it's true..." repeated over and over, is not considered a song.

Dear Bachelorette,
You totally confused me this Year.
I saw your face when Brooks visited the stage.....
Enough said.



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Friday, June 14, 2013

It's Friday

 
 
 
 
Dear News,
You're generally depressing.
Which is why I avoid you often.
 
Dear Itchy Ears,
Holy Moly!
What do you want from me?!
 
Dear 007 & Moneypenny,
You're the cutest cats.
And my best friends.
But...don't tell my best friends that.
 
Dear Rooms,
Paint yourself.
I don't have time for this.
 
Dear Peapod,
It's not "just the Basil"-
It makes my spaghetti!
Please be sure to have it in stock next time.
 
Dear Male Librarian,
Quit pushing me to get a card from another Library!
I don't wanna!


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Friday, September 14, 2012

Hey Friday

 
 
 
Dear Anniversary,
Thanks for being good to us. :)
 
Dear Burglar,
It's too bad we know how to catch you.
Not. Cool.
 
Dear Starbucks,
Your Cream Cheese Pumpkin Muffin? It's delish.
Curse you! :)
 
 
 
Dear Family Who "Couldn't" Hear Their Dog Crying Outside,
I'm keeping a close eye on your from now on.
 
Dear 4pm,
I can't wait for you to arrive. I haven't had a full day off for two weeks!
 
To Whom It May Concern,
Why ever did you think Dorcas was a good name??
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 




Friday, September 7, 2012

Letters on a Friday


Love big breakfasts with Husband...
 

Dear Blog,
For the most part, you're where I want you to be visually. I will say, you've been a pain in the rear to change.

Dear Slipper Boots,
You da best.

Dear 007,
Im not sure how much longer hogging my pillow will be acceptable..

Dear Bath & Body Works,
You & me + tomorrow = a virtual date

Dear Little Jeremiah,
Did you know... There are other words besides "no"?

Dear Keurig,
You're pretty hot. ( heh heh )

Dear Husband's Sweatshirt,
You are now, mine. :)

Dear Paint Brush,
Please help me magically be a fantastic artist.


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Thursday, August 23, 2012

Friday's Letters


Bubble Love.


Dear Mom,
I'm sorry I caused you so much anxiety last week. I will never skip Friday's Letters....again. :)

Dear Frenchies Onions,
That's what I'm talkin' about!

Dear Computer Viruses,
I don't need any kind of enlargements. I don't want a one-night stand either. So...just be on your way.

Dear Basketball Wives (tv show),
When you call someone "Boo Boo"...what does that even mean?  Because...that's the nickname for my Cat. I need to know if there is an alternative meaning!

Dear Un-Born Future Babies,
How do you feel about the year...2014?

Dear Stomach (And thighs, arms, chest, face aaaand butt...),
Shrink. NOW.

Dear Giant Spiders,
You do realize...that when you jump & try to attack me....I'm on the other side of glass, right??



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Friday, August 3, 2012

Freedee

(Sexy n' he knows it...)

Dear Tailbone,
Ouch.

Dear Readers,
I love ya.

Dear Olympics,
You bring memories of my Sister & I laying out mattresses and pretending we're participating in gymnastic events. Pretty sure...we deserved...Gold. Definitely.

Dear Fresh Spun Sugar Candle,
So, this is love!

Dear Hair,

You're so thick, curly, and long, that I can barely put you in a top knot. You fall to the side & I end up looking like "Ma Kettle". 


Dear Crickets,
I don't care what anyone says, you're not bothersome. Keep on cricket...ing?

Dear Energy Surge,
Thank you. I owe my clean house, all to you.




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Friday, July 20, 2012

Fried Days Let Hers.



Dear Friday,
I feel weird about you today. By the time you come again next week, I'll be back in work. So...I'm glad to see you but, don't hurry back.

Dear Fur Babes,
Don't throw any parties with the Landlord's Cat, Spackle, while we're away this weekend, ok? I. Will. Know.

Dear Fall,
I mean....you can come any time you want.

Dear Hormones,
You're kicking my tush. The amount of blemishes you're sending my way? Yeah, not diggin' it.

Dear Grasshopper-like Insect,
I'm sorry I slept on you two nights ago. That couldn't have been comfortable.
Also...sorry you died from it.

Dear Olive Garden,
Please be my dinner guest tonight.

Dear Feet,
Please continue to be awesome as I learn how to jog.




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Friday, June 22, 2012

Friday's Letters


Dear Friday,
I feel relatively neutral about you today. EXCEPT, that you may be bringing severe thunderstorms. Which I really dislike.

Dear Little Jeremiah,
I've never made a lego house for a plastic chicken leg before. Thanks for enlightening me.

Dear Skin,
Clear up. Every two weeks you do this to me & I could really do without your nonsense.

Dear Cupcake Wine,
You are so, so delicious. Best Friends?

Dear Self,
Lose weight girlfriend, cause' in a few Months. You'll be a Nanny to TWO kids instead of one. Yikes.

Dear Fruit Salad with Cool Whip,
Can't wait ta eatcha.


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Friday, May 18, 2012

FRIDAY.

It's that time again :)

Dear Friday,
     You snuck up on me this week. THANK YOU!

Dear Nurses,
      Please draw my blood quickly. And on the first try. I will be fasting for 12 hours- so make it worth it!

Dear Indoor Bike,
       I beg you. Help me lose some poundage.

Dear Teenage Girls,
       Please don't dress like....(hmm...which of the hundreds of words to choose.)...Uglies

Dear Mom,
Are you almost done with Moneypenny's pillow? She's getting really disgruntled that 007 has one and she doesn't. She feels that you are choosing favorites.



Dear Connecticut,
Please stop overcharging for haircuts. If you refuse, I may have to take matters into my own hands and scissors and trust me, it'd be best if you just lowered your prices.

Dear Hormones,
Stop the craziness. No one likes it! NO. ONE.





Until next time, write a letter!

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