Dear Husband, we have spent A LOT of time at my family's house lately and you haven't even once asked to leave early. I love you for that. Dear Halloween, you were fun and festive, but I am glad the candy is gone. Dear Bingo, kids LOVE you. I was the favorite aunt the whole time we played. Dear Cranky Pants, I admit that I have been wearing you too often this week, I should pack you away. Dear Head Cold, you make my face hurt, my eyeballs feel like they are going to pop out and it's impossible to sleep well. Maybe you have something to do with those cranky pants. Dear Holidays, I can feel you approaching and I can almost smell all the yummy food, mmmmm. Dear BellyFat and SaddleBags, I have a feeling you won't be going anywhere until the first of the year. Dear Rico, you have let me sleep in everyday this week, thank you.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Friday Letters
Dear Husband, we have spent A LOT of time at my family's house lately and you haven't even once asked to leave early. I love you for that. Dear Halloween, you were fun and festive, but I am glad the candy is gone. Dear Bingo, kids LOVE you. I was the favorite aunt the whole time we played. Dear Cranky Pants, I admit that I have been wearing you too often this week, I should pack you away. Dear Head Cold, you make my face hurt, my eyeballs feel like they are going to pop out and it's impossible to sleep well. Maybe you have something to do with those cranky pants. Dear Holidays, I can feel you approaching and I can almost smell all the yummy food, mmmmm. Dear BellyFat and SaddleBags, I have a feeling you won't be going anywhere until the first of the year. Dear Rico, you have let me sleep in everyday this week, thank you.