Austin Nesties
Dear Community,
Our tech team has launched updates to The Nest today. As a result of these updates, members of the Nest Community will need to change their password in order to continue participating in the community. In addition, The Nest community member's avatars will be replaced with generic default avatars. If you wish to revert to your original avatar, you will need to re-upload it via The Nest.
If you have questions about this, please email help@theknot.com.
Thank you.
Note: This only affects The Nest's community members and will not affect members on The Bump or The Knot.
Our tech team has launched updates to The Nest today. As a result of these updates, members of the Nest Community will need to change their password in order to continue participating in the community. In addition, The Nest community member's avatars will be replaced with generic default avatars. If you wish to revert to your original avatar, you will need to re-upload it via The Nest.
If you have questions about this, please email help@theknot.com.
Thank you.
Note: This only affects The Nest's community members and will not affect members on The Bump or The Knot.
Dear ____ (Open Letters)
Dear customer,
"How you doin'?" and "You can make a guinea pig outta me any day, baby" and "Where you live, suga? I'm bringing my big man over right now" are not appropriate words to use with me. I hate you, you disgusting pervert. I hate that you happen to have the exact problem that I've been waiting for a customer to have all day, I hate that I have to talk to you again, and I hate that you ruined the end of my day with relentless, disgusting, pig-headed, perverted comments. Go to hell.
Sara My-middle-name-is-none-of-your-business
Re: Dear ____ (Open Letters)
dear life,
i'm overwhelmed and i need a break. actually, i need a vacation. a good one. that involves a beach. having the husband there would be negotible at this point... maybe he could stay home with the dog. grrr.
i'm young. i want to feel young, bright and vibrant. i feel old, heavy and tired. if you would work on that, life, i'd really appreciate it.
thanks a bundle.
me
"The House We Built."
A journey of building the dream.
dear fellow movie goers,
STFU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
idiots.
signed,
someone who secretly wishes you'd get horrible diarrhea during the movie and have to leave
Dear Chiclet (my dog),
That's right. MY DOG. You have completely forsaken me in favor of my parents while they have been here! You give me the stink eye and only pay attention to me when you know I have food in my hands. You better not be setting an example for my future children.
xoxo,
-HumanMommy
Dear Mold Count,
Could you please drop faster, or just go away? You make me feel like crap. Knock it off!
Achoo,
Guava
Rarely Updated Blog
Dear self,
What the H#LL were you thinking going swimming with a gigantic, clumsy puppy? Now you can't wear the dress you were planning to Friday's thing unless you want to explain to H's entire company why your legs look like you had a serious disagreement with a tiger.
xx
dude, I feel you. knock on wood, my sinuses haven't been acting up lately, but I was miserable last summer. ugh.
Dear employer
please stop shuffling me around and give me some benfits
signed
Thankful employee
Dear Saturn Driver @ DS' MDO,
For the love of cheese and crackers! Please. Stop. Parking. So. Fraking. Close. To. My. Car! Every single afternoon that I pick up DS, there's your big, ugly Saturn Vue. And you're parked right on top of me!
What's worse is there are a gazillion parking spots that are just as close to the building. Why do you have to be in the spot right next to my car???
Oh, and if you're wondering who reported you about leaving your sleeping baby in the car alone that one time while you ran in to get your other kid? C'est moi, butthole!
Signed,
A Much B!tchier Mom Than You
Dear ashleym32,
When swimming with a very large dog with claws, it is probably best not to try and hold on to him while he swims. He most likely won't drown.
Sarcastically,
FCB
and also,
Dear bank account:
Please refill so I may go shopping again. This whole trip-recovery thing is killing me.
Non-sarcastically,
FCB
Dear "friends",
I really appreciate how often you've offered your help while I'm healing from the c-section. I can't believe how many of you have answered your phones or returned my calls when I needed to get something done that was to much work for me or to heavy for me to lift. Really. Your generosity with your time has been so over whelming, I can't help but be glad you were in my life. While it's been really wonderful talking to your voice mail, I'm sure you appreciate my reluctance to return your calls now. I know you've "been sick, tired, sore, busy" but I'm certain you can understand that I've been a bit busy myself. Especially when you're calling to ask me a favor and haven't done anything to reciprocate. When the time comes and you call to get that "This number is no longer in service" message, I'm positive you'll be as understanding as I have been.
Have a nice life! I know we will.