Friday Letters & A Puppy Dog Visit

Dear Time: Holy shit where did the time go? It's almost Christmas

Dear Rosy: Thanks for visiting your cousins last night, I'm sorry Caper and Daisy didn't take to liking you. But maybe another time. They just wanted to lie around after their stressful day at the groomers. Maybe if you had slowed down, and them sniff you and do the doggy greet they wouldn't have spent the entire hour growling at you while you ran around the house like a crazy person. 

Dear Caper:  I love how poodle-like you look after a hair cut.

Dear Husband: If you botch my stocking, so help me god!

Dear Retail: Please be gentle, I know we are going into the busiest weekend of the year, and my store is closing, but let's be gentle. I  want to be successful and kick some ass. 

Dear Husband and Snow: Was it really worth it to bend/break the screen in the spare bedroom so we could spend ten minutes laughing about pushing the snow off the roof and falling to the ground? Ithink come summertime we will regret this! 

Friday Letters

Dear Next Week: Please give me strength to survive you. Dear Caper: Daisy doesn't always want to play with you, give her a break. But you are adorable when you sleep in the morning. Dear Housework: Please help me out, I want a clean house! Dear Christmas: Please slow down! I'm not ready, the count down is counting down too fast! I'm not ready yet! Dear Sorority: I'm SUPER DUPER PUMPED ABOUT TOMORROW NIGHT. Dear Blog: I really want to change you up and make you look super sweet, but my patience runs dry with the editor things.

Friday Letters

Dear Caper: Why do you keep barfing? And then, sometimes, eat it again. That's so disgusting. You know, if you stopeed eating all of the random shit that I leave on the floor then that might not happen.

Dear Daisy: Please get over your anxiety. The 8 hour drive to Vancouver is not going to be fun if you maintain your car anxiety for the entire trip.

Dear Husband: Thanks for trying.... I guess?

 Dear Sunshine: you are deceiving. It's FRICKING COLD OUTSIDE!

Dear Laundry: Please help me out. Why do you keep appearing? I think I almost have it, and then it's almost not done!

I think that's all for the week =)

In OTHER News! 

I have Saturday through Wednesday off! SAY WHAT! 

I know. I got Saturday off when I traded it from Friday to get visual done. 

Then Sunday because it's Remembrance Day.

And then Monday and Wednesday because and Tuesday because I'm in the hospital for a sick day! 

We are going to Vancouver. One last medical trip. 

Friday Letters

Dear Work: Please get better. Thank you for letting me take some more vacation time before the Christmas season begins. I’m still exhausted from Back to School.

Dear Cuba: I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU IN JANUARY! LET THE COUNT DOWN BEGIN. 

Dear Self: Take some time for yourself. It's okay. Book yourself a hair appointment.

Dear Caper: Please behave.

Dear Daisy: I wish you could speak. I hope you don't have a UTI or a kidney problem.

Dear Husband: Please try harder.

Dear America: I'm scared for you. Canada is kinda fucked up, but I fear for you more.
Make the right decision. Stop fucking up women's rights. Protect your people, not your corporations  Practice good Christian practices - and I'm not even religious. 

InstaWeek

It was a slow instagram week.

Friday Letters

Dear Caper: I hope you get better soon. Please stop licking and just sleep. 

Dear Work: Why do you have to be kinda stressful. Why can't it just be easy. 

Dear MVP Clinic: It really sucks that I have to travel on the bus 12 hours to attend a 1.5 hour appointment on Wednesday. I wish you could be better considerate of your out of town patients. 

Dear Sorority: I'm glad we are off to a good year, I'm just wipped.

Dear Year: Why is September almost over and then the year? Where did 2012 go! Ah, it'll be my birthday soon! 

Dear Husband: I need help! Help me clean the house. 

Friday Letters

Can you do two links ups in one day? Can you do to posts in one day? 
It's my blog, I guess so. 




Dear Husband: why do we have to wait until my birthday to buy that new camera. I want it NOW!  I want to take so many cute pictures of our dogs and I want to take pictures of tomorrows birthday party and of all the sorority events. I know my phone works, but not as nice!!!

a sony nex 5.... :)

Dear Vulva: STOP HURTING. OKAY? I want to wear jeans again. I miss my wardrobe. I love tunics and leggings, but its the same.... on this note, I'd like it if youd just get better.... We start treatment next week, please cooperate. 

Dear Work: Please pick up. I'm bored. 
Dear Dogs: STOP TEARING SHIT APART. That magazine, those recipts, those paint chip cards... was it really satisfying? Also, can you learn to take poops outside in the yard. Thats where you pee, thats where you poop. It's not that hard, really. 
Dear Insurance Company: My husband pressured me, I didnt want to close the case, I think I still have unusual amounts of back pain from the accident. The measily $6500 isn't going to cover it. Thank for being a jack ass and calling me on the day of my drivers test. 
Dear stomach: I know your hungry, but I want to eat breakfast with my husband who wont get his lazy ass out of bed. Ugh. Plus if we wait we might get bacon. yummmm.