I really need to get some stuff off my chest today. It's Friday and I need to start the weekend on a good note.
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Dear you know who you are:
I am getting sick and tired of trying to be nice to you & build a relationship with you. After last night, I am starting to feel like all you are is selfish and don't give a crap about me or MH because it's not YOUR blood family, but your husbands. I ask you to do something, nothing in return (except that ONE time). I ask how your family is; but do you ever reciprocate? No. I give you a compliment, do you ever pay one in return? No. I'm sick and tired of it. You are NOT worth me crying over last night to MH. But for some reason I am sick about this. I do not want history to repeat itself with how my mother and my "aunts" are. I want our H's to be close. I want to see you guys more than once a month. Obviously you do not feel the same way. It makes me so sad to think you will not care about your new niece/nephew because it's not directly your blood. This is how I feel. If you don't like me or I said something or did something in the past to upset or anger you, TELL ME. I would rather know how to fix a problem than be skeptical if there is one to begin with or if it is just the way you are.
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Dear H:
Last night when your brother was explaining how excited he was for another new niece or nephew, it made me so upset that you remarked in a very non excited way "i.am.so.excited" You sounded like a f&cking robot. Honest to god, I know your scared, so am I, but please think of how you sound to other people.
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Dear Sis:
I really need time with you ASAP.
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Dear friend C:
I CANNOT WAIT TO SEE YOU TOMORROW!!
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Dear friends V & T:
I cannot wait to see you guys on Sunday!! Do NOT cancel on us!!!
Re: Your vent: Dear....
Dear H,
Please, for the love of Pete, do NOT tell me to hang on and then click over to call your sister and then three-way her in. If she [or your mother] wants to talk to me, she has my number. I've been nothing but nice and tolerant of her since the holidays, and I haven't changed - so if she needs something, or wants to talk to JJ, make HER do the calling. No more being stuck in the middle BS...I'm sick of it.
Irritated but still love you always,
Wifey
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Dear Dad,
If you decide to stay in Afghanistan for two years, I'll probably throw a fit. Just warning you now.
Welcome Home! We missed you!
Me [and JJ]
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Dear Jersey Shore cast,
Thanks for giving me a much-needed hour to not think about a dang thing. I really enjoyed that last night. And Sammi, you're nuts.
Your loyal viewer who knows the show is a waste of brain power but watches anyway
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Dear JJ,
You are one amazing kid, you know that? Picking up on your words, learning how to put your own clothes on, learning your letters? Stop growing so fast.
Love you!
Mommy
Dear God,
Please have it snow so the skiing will be good tomorrow. Besides that, I like snow.
Your "I'm trying to do the right thing" follower.
Dear Greg - I realize you've had two tough days. But last night when you came home and said, "oh, I guess you decided not to shovel today" I wanted to throttle you. Then you didn't go out and shovel yourself. Not to mention you had a two hour delayed opening yesterday and decided NOT to shovel but to sleep in. I was nice and gave you my car yesterday and yet you give me a snide remark about not shoveling? Then you're extra cranky when this morning your car gets stuck getting out of the driveway???
I was completely embarrassed today when I called my Dad to drive up and bring me a snow blower. He felt horrible that he didn't call and check on me yesterday but assumed you had it taken care of....but even he mentioned...."well, Greg's not a morning person. "
Then I email you and your only response is, "that was nice of him"
Are you f*cking kidding me?????
Dear Marcy: STOP EATING SO MUCH. You've packed on way too much weight compared to the skinny pregnant ladies. STOP IT.
Dear Doodle: I'm sorry I forgot you outside last night. I made a public apology on Facebook, this should make up for it.
Dear Doodle: Thank you for finally choosing to puke outside rather than on my carpet. However, eating your puke off the snow is gross. When I bury your puke in more snow, please don't dig it up. It's buried for a reason.
Dear Work: Please pick up, I need the money.
Dear Snowy Winter,
Please run away and never return. I'm in need for my feet wear pretty shoes again, I hate my ugly winter boots.
Love,
V
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Dear Winter
I'm starting to hate you with a firey passion. I'm starting to think about moving back to Florida.
Dear DH,
I know I have more time in the evenings then you do now, so I don't mind making dinner and washing the dishes solo. I don't mind letting the dog out and feeding the animals. However, you have more time in the mornings now. I would really appreciate it if you would put the dry dishes away, and maybe stop dropping things wherever you please and leaving them for days. I am not your mother and refuse to pick up after you. And judging from your mom's house, she didn't pick up after you either. Pick up yourshit!
Dear boss:
You are being super weird lately. Almost like you've decided you like me. Telling me things about your ex-son-in-law/former-CEO-of-our-company is a little weird, but I do appreciate the juicy gossip. Keep it coming. But please don't be mad at me when you find out I'm pregnant, or demote me again. I think we have a good thing going.
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