Dear Super Why: How have we gone almost 2 years without you in our lives? Oh I know, cable. Now that we are forced to watch PBS for our children's shows we have been introduced to you and I can say I'll never rely on Dora again. You are awesome, educational, and, most importantly, KP loves you too.
Dear Union {Jimmy is a Union employee}: It's really stupid that you don't provide paid vacation. As if we weren't already strapped for cash as a one income family, now we have to go without any income for a whole week. Not cool Union, not cool. You should really reconsider this.
Dear Kendall: Girlfriend you rocked my socks on our first family road trip/vacation. You have never been a huge car lover so I was very very nervous about a 11 {ish} hour car ride with you. You hardly batted an eyelash at it. It might have helped that we had a DVD player and endless Dora DVDs but still, you were {are} awesome. Thank you.
Dear Guest Bloggers: Thank you for keeping LAID alive while I was gone. I knew this blog was in good hands with each and every one of you. I hope you liked it as much as I did {that's what she said}.
Dear 90 Degree Weather We're Having Today: Go away! I came home to high 70s and low 80s and I want that back. Plus Jimmy and I made a pact that we wouldn't turn on the air for the rest of the year {thanks to another $300 electric bill and, oh yeah, NO paycheck for the week} and I can't break our deal. So give me back my cool temps. Please and thank you.
Dear Fall Clothes: Stop being so damn adorable and tempting. We'll be lucky to pay mortgage on time this month {see letter #2, again} and you aren't doing me any favors with your warm colors and fun patterns and textures. I cannot afford you so I'll pretend you don't exist.
Dear Twitter: Remember back in the day when I loved you? Well now you are kind of annoying. Too much drama for this mama so I've gone back to my trusty ole Facebook page. It was real.
Dear Chanel: You scared the bejesus out of me earlier this week with your refusal to eat and constant vomiting. I literally thought you were going to die and I cried, lots. Two days at the vet and $500 later {ouch} I'm glad you are back to your old self. Don't ever scare me like that again, you hear me?
Dear Starbucks Cinnamon Ground Coffee: You are delicious. I normally cannot tell a difference in coffees but you are different. I loved you from the moment you hit my lips and now I can't find you anywhere. Why? It's not OK, I need you in my life.
Dear Blog Readers: Tell me what you want more of around here. More recipes? What I'm wearing? Pics of Kendall? Parenting advice {ha!}? Hair tutorials? You just say the word and I'll deliver.
Dear Union {Jimmy is a Union employee}: It's really stupid that you don't provide paid vacation. As if we weren't already strapped for cash as a one income family, now we have to go without any income for a whole week. Not cool Union, not cool. You should really reconsider this.
Dear Kendall: Girlfriend you rocked my socks on our first family road trip/vacation. You have never been a huge car lover so I was very very nervous about a 11 {ish} hour car ride with you. You hardly batted an eyelash at it. It might have helped that we had a DVD player and endless Dora DVDs but still, you were {are} awesome. Thank you.
Dear Guest Bloggers: Thank you for keeping LAID alive while I was gone. I knew this blog was in good hands with each and every one of you. I hope you liked it as much as I did {that's what she said}.
Dear 90 Degree Weather We're Having Today: Go away! I came home to high 70s and low 80s and I want that back. Plus Jimmy and I made a pact that we wouldn't turn on the air for the rest of the year {thanks to another $300 electric bill and, oh yeah, NO paycheck for the week} and I can't break our deal. So give me back my cool temps. Please and thank you.
Dear Fall Clothes: Stop being so damn adorable and tempting. We'll be lucky to pay mortgage on time this month {see letter #2, again} and you aren't doing me any favors with your warm colors and fun patterns and textures. I cannot afford you so I'll pretend you don't exist.
Dear Twitter: Remember back in the day when I loved you? Well now you are kind of annoying. Too much drama for this mama so I've gone back to my trusty ole Facebook page. It was real.
Dear Chanel: You scared the bejesus out of me earlier this week with your refusal to eat and constant vomiting. I literally thought you were going to die and I cried, lots. Two days at the vet and $500 later {ouch} I'm glad you are back to your old self. Don't ever scare me like that again, you hear me?
Dear Starbucks Cinnamon Ground Coffee: You are delicious. I normally cannot tell a difference in coffees but you are different. I loved you from the moment you hit my lips and now I can't find you anywhere. Why? It's not OK, I need you in my life.
Dear Blog Readers: Tell me what you want more of around here. More recipes? What I'm wearing? Pics of Kendall? Parenting advice {ha!}? Hair tutorials? You just say the word and I'll deliver.
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