So I don't know where this format stems from and can't give credit, but I admit this idea is not mine. If yours, brilliant and thanks for sharing!
Dear Husband Not To Be Named:
I love you with all my heart, but replace the bag in the garbage can after taking the trash out!
Dear Local Big City Newspaper:
This is the second time my Sunday paper (with coupons!) is not delivered. You are seriously cramping my coupon bandwagon style. More importantly, I can look up a way to report the missing papers but I've got to call in. It's 2011 people; can I get a contact online! (Yes, the husband note -- It's 2011, who gets the paper?) That's beside the point. For all intents and purposes, let's make this little problem go away.
Dear Giant Bowl for Halloween Candy:
I've bought 6 "fun size" bags with coupons (from the Sunday papers I did receive), and you still aren't full? I'll take it as a sign that I need to go ahead and buy the tootsie roll candy pack with those tiny boxes of Dots. I love Dots. Ok, so maybe I'm not so mad at your size after all.
Get here already and stop teasing us! You know, our friends up north already have snow. Snow! I realize they are already tired of it, but can we get some consistency? We are loving time outside and pumpkin lattes (not to mention pumpkin muffins, cookies, and bread), but these only semi-cool temps are making my hot crock pot meals seem premature.
Dear Makers of Straw Sippy Cups,
Why invent a cup that the kiddo, just learning how to work the dang thing after all, has to not only bite the straw but also get his lips around to suck? If I as an adult have to "figure the thing out," what's the wee bit to do? I understand they put everything in their mouths with teething, but not necessarily to btie with their front teeth/gums.
That being said, thanks Munchkin for some normal straw cups!
Dear Pumpkin-Flavored Baked Goods:
My ass does not appreciate your existence. Need new workout plan stat!
What are you, where did you come from, and how do I keep you from clogging up my twitter feed? And you give out moo cards? Say what? You are one trend in which I will, for sure, not partake.
This venting is refreshing; I see a weekly post coming on. Ok, not really. Let's hope I don't have that much to vent, and I know myself and commitment to blog ideas. It's mentioned. I forget. Done.
And now I can go on with my day!