Dear Husband, you went out of town this week again. Dear Dr. having giant professional portraits of newborn babies hung all over the walls of your office is very tricky. I sat there in the waiting room with tears in my eyes desperately wanting another baby, which is impossible. And that is not why I was there, but I bet this creates more business for you. And I bet you know it too. Dear Neighbor, who I thought was nice. Two visits to my door to complain about my children splashing water out of their blow up pool because it was running under the fence into your backyard kind of made you the annoying grouchy neighbors. You would think that their laughing and playing would be an improvement from my yelling out the back door getting after them. Dear Lake Tahoe, I Love You. You entertained my FOUR children for hours and hours and made them happy. They were literally running around laughing and smiling while being swallowed up in your beauty. It made me happy too. WAY better than any swimming pool. Dear Sis, just in case you were losing count. You will be here with me in three and a half days at 3:25pm. But I'm warning you, you will fall in love with this place and not want to leave. Dear Kade, you are at your friends birthday party. You have been so excited all week, you love anything that has to do with boy stuff. Dear Big Brother, we won't talk about how old you are. But I hope you had a Happy Birthday! Dear Crushed Red Pepper, inhaling near you and having you caught in my throat was a burning experience. The kids asked if I was choking on my own spit, gross and no I wasn't. Oh, and no one seem concerned or anything even though I sound like I'm dying. Dear Self, I know I think I will not live through this and come out a whole person in the end, I wouldn't wish it on anyone. Pretend like you are strong enough and then maybe you will be. Fake it till you make it, right?
