Dear Mother Nature:

I love you. With all my soul I do.

I beg of you. PLEASE stop with the wet, wet, wet springs (and it’s not even spring yet this year!!).  Our poor crawlspace was so happy and dry until you get all deluge rain-storm happy the past few years.

I’ll gladly take more summers like last years incredibly hot one if it means we get a dry(ish) spring.

Thanks much.

XO
Me.

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Dear Anthem,

You blow.

Denying Cystic Fibrosis meds is NOT COOL.

Eat shit.

Me.

*****

Dear Indiana,

I was so mean to you.  I still am sometimes.

It’s not your fault, I suppose. You just happen to house a great deal of redneck twits.  Though, per capita, not the greatest percentage of places I’ve lived.

Still, I apologize.  You are a saving grace in this insurance Hell.  Because of you, our Angel has what regular insurance seems to think she doesn’t need.  So thank you and your CSHCS.

I love you a little more every day.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO

Me.

******

Dear Pandora,

I get it. Advertising is important.

That being said, I’m married. Showing me a BIG flash page of singles…not so much.

They weren’t even cute…

Except that bottom one…he’s pretty cute…one little problem…

Oh, Pandora. I KNOW him. He’s married. Cute. But very married. Where did this advertisment come from anyway?

Hugs…but you don’t get kisses,

Me.

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Dear Top Chef,

LOVE the All Stars season.

Bring it back.

But this time make it fan favorites. And give me Kenny.  I loved Kenny and he was gone FAR too fast.

XOXO,

Me.

*****

Dear Angel & Riley,

You two are driving your mama nuts.

Stop beating the living crap out of each other.

XO,

Your very tired mama.

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Dear Characters,

I love you all.

To my two MC’s:

Keep running me ragged.  But please leave room for the new ones.  They aren’t as strong willed as you, they are far less developed.  But I have to get to know them if I can ever tell their tale.

I promise, if you let me get to know them I’ll give you  many long baths together while I’m busy writing the story of the new guys.  Not like you need a tub. You’re happy with a crowd nearby…you and the thrill of getting caught.

Behave.

On second thought, don’t…you’re both far more fun misbehaving…

XOXOXOXOXO,

Me.