Dear Mr./Mrs. Sandman,
It seems you have stopped visiting our house. With 12-hour shifts, papers to write, cookies to bake, and work to be done - the Hubby and I would greatly appreciate it if you resume your route to our apartment.
Kate (& Justin)
Dear Cooking God/Godess,
My last few dinners have been less-than-spectacular. I could use some of your cooking godliness.
We are running out of ramen noodles & I don't want to buy another 12 pack.
Please and Thank you.
Dear Guardian Angel,
I know that you normally do a stand-up-job keeping me super safe. BUT, I have accumulated 3 bruises, a near-embarassing-bike fall, tripped on the side walk, and I ran into a door.
If it isn't to much to ask, please do a little more guardian-ing...
I don't think my body can take to much more while you are on vay-cay....
First: I would like to send you a big-fat-thank-you for appearing ever-so-timely on our anniversary.
I hope you sense my sarcasm.
Second: Do you really need to bring along debilitating pain and gut-wrenching nausea?
I think we can do better.
Dear Skin (a.k.a. Epidermis),
You know.... I'm very kind to you.
I take good care of you.
How do you consider pimples and alligator-quality skin as equal repayment??
We need to fix this, A.S.A.P.
Dear Patron Saint of Exercise & Activity,
Who ever you are: It looks like I might need some extra motivation this season.
If you could focus some of your energy on my forever growing middle section that would be great.
I ask you to take a moment of silence to mourn the loss of the dishwasher and the large burner on the stove.
They were old & out of date. But- they gave us a whole year's worth of service.
I only pray that you other means of preparing our food don't quit on me.
This pic made me smile today. xoxox.