Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Dear Zits...

Go away.  You weren't welcome during puberty.  Or pregnancy.  I'd really love for my complexion to be cleared up before my children are plagued by you.

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Dear Speeding Spouse...

Please stop speeding.  Please stop speeding so that you'll stop getting tickets.  With the money we've thrown away paying speeding tickets during our marriage, we could've paid for half of that family vacation you so desperately want to take.  Get out the urge while playing Mario Kart

Sincerely,
Your Wife
a.k.a. The Non-Speeding Voice of Reason

Monday, July 16, 2012

Dear Photos of the Class Reunion that I did not attend...

Thank you for the not-so-subtle reminder that I and my classmates are middle aged.  Ouch.

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Dear Scott Brooks...

You really didn't do yourself, or your team, any favors last night by continuing to play James Hardin.  During the finals is not the time to "trust your guys" by letting them play poorly.  Show your trust in your bench, and give someone else a chance to step up.

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Dear Red Robin...

I find your new advertising theme extremely repellent.  I'll revisit your chain when you get rid of those guys.

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Dear Universe...

It took me a full two hours to deep clean my kitchen tonight, as it hadn't been done since well before Easter.  Feels good.  I can't help but wonder...  Does this fact prove that this working mother of three young ones is LAZY?  Or does it prove that I'm NORMAL?

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Note to My Future Self...

Next time you go out of town, stay away long enough for your family to clean up the messes they make while you are gone.  You'll thank me for this advice.

Monday, April 9, 2012

Dear Grocery Shopping with Children In-Tow...

I really do hate you.  Despise you.  Loathe you.  Abhor you.  However, my current life circumstances demand that I must endure you.  So please, from now on, take it easy on me.

Monday, April 2, 2012

Dear Mom...

My children slept for nearly eleven hours last night.  Thanks for your hand in leading them toward exhaustion; once I finally made it to bed, we all slept soundly and peacefully.  Amen.