Last month I linked up for ‘Little Letters’ for the very first time. I wasn’t sure how much I would like the link-up, but I wanted to give it a fair shot. It only took one post for me to realize that I loved it. It was the perfect opportunity to toss in a little bit of wit and sarcasm on the blog. Those emotions are ones that don’t easily come across when writing so having a post where I get to cut loose was a blast. I was also VERY relieved when several of my blogging friends also hopped on the little letter bus and were equally as snarky and sarcastic as I was.
So, I think it is safe to say that I will keep these posts coming.
I hate you and your stupid algorithms. I miss the old you, why did you have to change.
Where are you? Seriously?! I was completely convinced it was spring all earlier this week and it is supposed to be nearly 80 degrees tomorrow. It is February, right? I’m not sure I understand exactly what is going on. I really want snow and I am starting to think you are going to let me down…again.
As much as it would make your daddy cringe, I almost hope you pick that pumpkin birthday cake you have been talking about. I miss pumpkin spice season. Otherwise I might just be a rebel and make something else pumpkin flavored, just because I can.
Dear Abi Mae,
I miss you so much sweet girl. I can’t wait until I can see you again and hold you and squeeze you and eat your precious little baby face all up.
P.S. The snap chats that your mommy sends me are my favorites, EVER!
Dear Mail Man,
Sometimes I think you need reading glasses. The amount of times I get other people’s mail is nothing short of terrifying.
Dear Water Company,
Thank you for not shutting off our water when our bill went unpaid for 3, yes THREE months. I am also glad that your late fee policy is fractions of a cent. I have no idea what happened and I swear I wasn’t trying to stiff you. The problem is we weren’t getting our bill!
Oh wait…. the mail man! I wonder what other bills aren’t getting paid.
Dear Winter Bucket List,
I think you may have been my worst idea ever. I am pretty sure of the 20+ items on our list we have only crossed off like 1…. maybe. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Then life happened.
Why in the world did you feel the need to graffiti up my favorite brick wall AND the beautiful barn doors that were right beside it. It was a photographers dream photo spot. Now I have to find another photo spot in an alley that is hidden and not trafficked (yeah right). It was bad enough that it was literally falling apart more and more everyday (I am pretty sure the building needs condemned), but that just wasn’t nice.
Dear Valentines Boxes,
How is it that something I loved so dearly to make as an adult is now a huge pain in the bottom. I mean, can’t we just use a
Wal-Mart Target sack and a sharpie. Kidding… kind of.
Why are you so stinking good. I have yet to meet a carb I didn’t like. If only I could learn to love protein half as much as I love you.
Linking up with Taz and Belly for Little Letters.
Have a great weekend friends!
We’ll see you back here on Monday.