Cheese with my Whine Dear So and So Letters of Intent

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Dear V,

You were a sad, sad disappointment.  You have lost the viewers in this house.  We were soooo excited for you.  You totally suck.

Why can’t we have a nice alien show like Roswell again.  Am I the only one who is sick of aliens wanting to kill us?

Gawwwd!
Cass

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Dear Daisy,

Thank you for being super doper adorable.  But, can I make a small request?  PLEASE, for the love of linens, STOP burying your bone in my bed pillows.  I get it.  I get that you are a dog and a digger at that.  BUT… my pillows are starting to feel the pain.  And the hole in my sham is OVER THE LINE Missy!

So, seriously.  Just chew on the damn bone and leave Mama’s pillows alone.  NNkay?

Sleeping on curiously deformed pillows,

Mama

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Dear Fingers,

WTF dudes? Seriously?!?  Learn to type or you will be replaced.  When I say type www, I did NOT say type wwwwww!  Nnnkay!?!?  We have been over this a gazillion times.  I already have bad grammar and spelling skills in my brain… let’s try not to mess me up even more! Oki doki!?!  Trying to navigate through my life is difficult enough without you trying to eff it up even more!

Pffft,

Cass

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Dear Monkey,

Unless you are trying to channel Ghandi for a hunger strike, which you’re NOT, then you need to eat.  You are starting to freak me out dude.  Seriously.

Love you baby,

Mama

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Dear Bathroom Scale,

You suck.  You nasty evil bastard.  Why do you hate me?  If you loved me you would LIE to me and at least give me a number I like.  Instead you lie and tack on at LEAST 80 extra pounds.

That’s my story and I am stickin’ to it,

Big Mama

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Dear Rihanna,

In my opinion, your interview on 20/20 last Friday was amazing.  I cried while watching you.  I have enjoyed your music, but didn’t know much about you.  You are now an amazing inspiration.  You have a huge heart.  Your fans are lucky to have you.  Such a young girl with so many years lived already.   I am truly in awe of you.

A supportive fan now for sure,

Cass

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Dear Readers,

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Have a fantastic weekend!!!

Xoxo

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Chocolate Needy Dear So and So Letters of Intent

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Dear Huge Zits on my Face,

Apparently you missed the Memo.  You are supposed to be attaching yourself to a helpless teenager.  Not to my wrinkles.  Nnnkay?

Seriously.  This is getting old.

Feeling 13 again, and not a good way,

Cass

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Dear Chocolate,

STOP! Seriously! Stop tempting me.  Do you see what you are doing to my face?!?!

GAWWWWD!

You suck! (But taste oh so good)

Cass

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Dear Monkey,

Please.  For Mama?  PLEASE!  Start talking.  Not only am I worried about you not talking because of your age, but I am SERIOUSLY over the whining and grunting to get everything you want.  It’s making me grouchy.  So please.  TALK.  k?

Love you baby but I got a VERY short fuse,

Mama

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Dear Cass,

You are going to have a nervous breakdown if you don’t learn how to mellow out a little big.  You have been complaining of PMS for over two weeks now.  And even though it is possible, it’s getting a little OLD.  Get a fuse.  Go to Sams or Costco and get a HUGE one if you must.  But for all of us, get one!

That vein seriously looks like it’s gonna pop,

Self

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Dear Hubby,

Hope you enjoy your weekend away fishing.  Be safe and catch a lot.

Wishing I had the same draw the water did.

Disgruntled,

Wife

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Dear Stats,

Why am I suddenly only getting like 50 reads a day when last week I was getting over 200?

Starting to get a complex,

Cass

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Dear Readers,

Time to play along! To participate in Dear So and So just click here to go to Kat’s Blog and get the button for your page. To participate in Letters of Intent, click here to visit Julie, over at Foursons and grab one of those buttons too!

Have a fantastic weekend!!!

Xoxo

A Sexy and Musical Dear So and So Letters of Intent

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Dear Glee,

I am pretty sure you love the pants off me, and that is why you hired Mark Salling who plays Noah.  Hope he doesn’t mind being in many future, and *ahem* past, naughty dreams of mine.

I can’t be responsible if Hubby wakes up one morning soon with a Mohawk.  Oh yeah, who’s your Mama?

Rawwwr,

Mama

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Dear Hubby,

Thank you kindly for stopping at the grocery store last week and picking up some needed food items for me.  And thank you even more for going back in even after you had already paid to pick me up the newest copy of People so that I could read the article on Jaycee Dugard before the new issue of people came out that next day.

However, you will forgive my laughter and constant giggles when I walk by the kitchen counter and notice the “Country Music” edition of People that you got instead sitting there.  It was so kind of you, really it was, but I can’t help but laugh, me being the country music buff and all.  Lol

Now if only I knew some of the people this magazine is about.  Anyone wanna fill me in on some Country stars? *shrug*

Giggling,

The Wife

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Dear Jill,

OMG I am so stoked for my Jesus Is Not Offended Wall Calendar!!!  I would be willing to bet my life savings that you will be able to retire off of sales of the new calendar.  You are so amazingly talented.  Your artistic skills can only be compared to that of DaVinci or Michelangelo.  Honestly, I think you put the two of them to shame.

Anxiously watching the mail for my prize,

Cass

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Dear Hubby,

Wednesday night, you fell asleep on the couch.  While I was typing *this* blog (planning ahead ) you sat up, looked straight at me (or… maybe past me… anyhoo…) and you said “We will do it tomorrow night!” and promptly fell back down and into slumber.  I had to laugh.

Now, I am just trying to figure out what “doing” will be done.  Heh heh heh

Oddly turned on,

The wife

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Dear Nick Jr (formarly known as Noggin),

Usually I am totally irritated by all of your nonsense, even though Monkey seems to think you’re all good.  But this… this? is so frickin’ awesome!

Humming Three Little Birds a lot lately,

Mama

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Dear Monkey,

I love that you are suddenly being all Mommy needy right now.  Yes that is selfish of me because you are usually a Daddy’s boy.  But I am soaking that shizzle UP!  I love how you want to be held all the time and how you always want to be on my lap.  One thing that I really enjoy is playing the “what’s that” game with you.  You know… where you point to my hair and say “wuzzat?” and I say “that is Mommy’s Hair” and you point to my nose and say “wuzzat?” and I say “Mommy’s nose” and you stick your finger in my eye and say “wuzzat?” and I say “OWE OWE MY EYE MY EYE!!” and you laugh at me.  Fun times.  Sooo… let’s keep playing that, but with less… intensity.  Nnkay?

Love you baby!
Mama

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Dear Jon Gosselin,

Seriously?

I just threw up in my mouth,

Cass

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Dear Kelly,

Thank you for emailing me today.  You sent me the most hilarious joke I have heard!

It is a new take on the 3 little pigs nursery rhyme.

The Big Bad Wolf said,

I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house down!

The three little pigs said,

Fuck off or we’ll sneeze on you!

Rolling on the floor,

Cass

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Dear Readers,

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Have a fantastic weekend!!!

Xoxo

Take a BITE outta… wait… whaaaat? Dear So and So Letters of Intent

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Dear Headache,

I have about had it up to *here* with you this week!  For the past 6 days in a row? Seriously!?!?

GO AWAY!

The Head

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Dear Monkey,

Why are you getting so aggressive with the girls this week lately?  Poor Jazz is going to rip your little arm off if you hit her again.  And poor Daisy runs anytime you even LOOK in her direction.  What’s up?

Just so you know, the growling is their way of telling you they don’t want you hitting them.  Nnnkay?

Feeling like a broken record repeating “don’t hit!”,

Mama

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Dear Toddler Clothing Makers,

Why is it that ALL of the pants I buy for my 20 month old son have a waist band big enough to stretch from her to Germany?  He is NOT abnormal.  There can’t be a whole lot of kids who can wear these pants without them falling down. Seriously.  I am baffled.  GRRRR

Irritated,

Mama

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Dear Monkey,

I know you run the show in this here house but, we need to get one thing clear.  Even though it is clearly your intent to live on Fruit Cups and Cheerios alone, you really can’t.  PLEASE eat something else for Mommy.  Please?

Love you baby,

Mama

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Dear Spider that crawled up and took a big CHOMP outta my butt the other night,

Was this some lame attempt at voicing your attraction to me?  No? Oh.

Was this your way of giving me good blog material? No? Oh.

Was this your way of telling me that you knew the exterminator was coming and you just wanted a last bite before death?  No. Oh.

Was this you just doing what spiders just do naturally, you creepy little buggers?  Yeah, I thought so.

Not cool buddy, not cool!

Lamest joke teller of all time,

Cass

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Dear Durex,

I love you for making this commercial.  I have seen it a gazillion times, but totally can’t stop watching it.

Rolling on the floor,

Cass

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Dear Readers,

Time to play along!  To participate in Dear So and So just click here to go to Kat’s Blog and get the button for your page.  To participate in Letters of Intent, click here to visit Julie, over at Foursons and grab one of those buttons too!

Have a fantastic weekend!!!

Xoxo

Truly Boring Dear So and So Letters of Intent…

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Dear Garage,

I am still scared to enter you. (that sounded oddly kinky). But when I went out there the Wednesday and saw what I thought was a BUICK, turned out to be a SPIDER! *shudder*  I just knew that you had betrayed me.  Allowing a HUGE spider that big onto the premises?  WTF?

Disgruntled,

Cass

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Dear Hubby,

Thank you for slaying the HUGE spider in the Garage Wednesday.  I’m sorry that when you stepped on the nasty thing that a million little baby spiders went scurrying all over the place.

You are so tough and manly.

Yay,

Me

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Dear Garage,

How many of those nasty things are you going to let in?!?  ANOTHER HUGE Spider on Thursday??? Seriously?

I have the total heebie jeebies now.  And probably bug spray poisoning from using that ENTIRE can of bug spray to kill that damn spider so that we could get into the house!

Arachnophobic,

Cass

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Dear Danny the Exterminator,

Get here.  NOOOOWWWW.

Cass

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Dear Toaster Oven,

What is your deal??  Why are you burning EVERYTHING?  Was it not enough that you fried my pop tarts the other day which then led to the 3^rd degree burn on my finger that may cause me to lose my arm!?!?

Possibly exaggerating a bit,

Cass

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Dear Monkey,

It’s so cute how your favorite color is green and how even though you have a bajillion crayons you only color with the green ones.  Maybe I just prepare and just paint all the walls green?

You rock,

Mama

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Dear Readers,

I warned you it was boring!! LOL

To participate in Dear So and So. Just click here to go to Kat’s Blog and get the button for your page.  Or add your letter in the comments.

I will now also be participating in Letters of Intent by Julie, over at Foursons.  Check her out. Good stuff!

Have a fantastic weekend!!!

Thanks for stopping by, again

Xoxo

Yay! It’s Friday Dear So and So!!!

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Dear Dr W,

You are my new doctor.  Oh my effing god you ROCK!  You are so awesome and I am so glad I found you.

Even though I am petrified about having the D&C on Monday, I couldn’t ask for a more competent doctor.  And I trust your judgment that we cannot wait any longer.

The glowing review from Dr G really helped but when I learned that you used to partner with the doctor the delivered my son, now THAT makes me heart you.  Totally.

I am so glad I found you and when you said that you couldn’t wait to you deliver my next child, I knew.  I really, really knew.

You rock,

Cass

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Dear Hubby,

I am so happy that you are back.  I am officially swooning.  I fall in love with you all over again every day.  It’s wonderful.  I am so lucky.  (And so are you *grin*)

Loving you always,

Wife

PS… You, me, wine, candlelight, Saturday night, be there *wink*

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Dear Monkey,

I love how even though I didn’t have to tell you how much Mommy was going through you just knew.  You have been my little rock this week.  Your extra hugs and kisses when I don’t even expect them are AMAZING.  I am so blessed to have such a perfect tiny man in my life.

Love you baby,

Mommy

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Dear Nanny,

Monkey loves you.  And this in turn makes Hubby and I love you.  However, it has begun to puzzle me how you oddly smell of Indian food and dog urine lately.  At first, I thought maybe it was me.  However, now I have had to change Monkey’s clothes and Febreeze the entire house after your departure the last two times you were here.

We will continue to love you, but do tell… what’s the deal?  Anything I can do?

Puzzled,

Cass

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Dear Daisy,

Thank you for jumping up to greet Mommy when she came home from the doctor today.  I love how much you love me.  However, the HUGE HOLE you tore in my new shirt… doesn’t love you.

Now hold still so I can cut your dang nails!!!

Also, can you tell me why EVERYONE in this house has fingernail issues, including yourself??

Frustrated,

Mom

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Dear Steelers,

Please feel free to kick some Chargers tail this weekend.

Yay!!

Proudly sporting my black and gold,

Cass

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Dear Mother Nature,

Awwwww, thank you SOOOOO much for finally reading my letters, emails and texts, however, I suspect the sky writing plane with the sign “BRING COOLER WEATHER… PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!!!!” may have done the trick.  81 degrees today?  You ROCK!

Thank you, thank you, thank you,

Cass

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Dear Readers,

Want to participate in Dear So and So?  Just click here to go to Kat’s Blog and get the button for your page. Or add your letter in the comments. Can’t wait to read your letters!
Have a fantastic weekend!!!

Smootchies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Puggy Petrified Dear So and So Friday

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Dear Jasmine, Queen of this crib,

I love you.  I do.  You are by far the VERY coolest Pug I have EVER met.  However, Mommy has a bone to pick with you.  And not the kind you like.

Why must you stand in the kitchen and bark for my attention when I am on the other side of the house?? All so that I can come running, thinking there is something wrong with you, like you are stuck in a bear trap (what? It could happen)?  And then to be suckered into the very basic need of you wanting a treat.  A treat that you did nothing to deserve.  Except perhaps making Mommy stub her toe while coming to your “aide”.  *humph*

Not cool chicka, not cool.

Mama

PS.  Thanks so much for rushing to my side immediately after I wrote this letter to you, and promptly puking the bone/treat on the carpet next to my feet.  That was LUUUVVLY.  *gag*

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Dear Cass,

How weird are you that in order to clean up the dog vomit you start chanting to yourself “it’s poop, it’s poop, pretend its poop, it’s poop,  it’s only poop!” in order to keep from heaving?  Even *I* think that is weird.  And I am you.  Sooo…    whoa.

Me

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Dear Window 7,

Wow!  I said it could never be done, but Microsoft has apparently finally put something out on the market that actually works.  And you my friend are it.  I am in love with how smoothly you actually work.  And going on 4 months without an issue, I am in shock.  Wow.

Maybe the Microsoft Nazi’s are done trying to take over the world.

Not likely but hoping,

Cass

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Dear Hubby,

Date last night was rockin!  You were smoking in your sexy get up.  And clearly, so was I.  Since you have already thanked me (heh heh), I suppose I won’t bitch and complain from now until Sunday night while you are off gallivanting with your fishing buddies off in the river.

Have a good time, because next weekend Mama gets a day off! Kapeesh?

Love you,

Wife

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Dear Monkey,

Mama can’t believe you are in a big boy bed!  I am so proud of you!  Do you think that, perhaps, you could wake me up in the morning when you get up?  Then you won’t have to take every single diaper out of the diaper changing table and throw them across the room.  And you won’t have to take all of your clothes out of your dresser drawers and THROW them all over you room.  Mommy put those toys in there for you to play with.  Not for you to THROW across the room.  (I amsensing a theme here?)

Thank you regardless for letting me sleep an additional 39 minutes this morning.  It was completely worth walking into the diaper, clothes, toy tornado that was your room.  TOTALLY worth it.

Love you baby,

Mommy

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Dear Dr G,

Give me some good news today about the pregnancy, k?  I am really really really really really really scared.  Really.

Please?  Please.  Pretty Please.  K?

Petrified,

Cass

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Dear Readers,
Thank you for putting up with me for another week. I do hope that you chose to participate in Dear So and So. Just click here to go to Kat’s Blog and get the button for your page. Or add your letter in the comments. Would love to read!
Have a fantastic weekend!!!
Thanks for stopping by, again
Xoxo

Rainy Irritable Dear So and So Friday

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Yes, we all remember the fireman.

Dear Fireman J from yesterdays post,

Since I haven’t heard from you in (calculating in my head) ummm… years.  I completely forgot that you were on my Yahoo messenger list.  Which I have had since… forget it… a LONG time.  Anyhoo… you can imagine my complete and utter shock when I got your message on Yahoo yesterday.   Seems that your ears must have been burning.  While I did resist the urge to tell you how weird it was hearing from you because I had just posted a blog about your tiny penis it was hard for me to mask my shock.

You didn’t have much to say other than hello and to tell me that you are married now (I hope she has a fondness for Chapstick) and that you are both expecting your first baby next month, a girl.  Congratulations.  I actually think you will make a fantastic father.

Anyway, it was just totally beyond weird to hear from you COMPLETELY out of the blue.  I have been watching the heavens for lightening ever since for fear I am in big trouble with the dude (or chick) upstairs.  Am I am in trouble for flaunting your wee manhood in front of the world?  Or at least for flaunting in it front of all 69 of my readers? Ok totally going to hell for that.

Good luck to you J.

Cass

Ps. If you ever read this, I am totally talking about another J that I dated that was a fireman.  Totally.  It isn’t you.  He just happened to use the same Chapstick line.  But I hear a lot of guys use that line, so it totally wasn’t you I was referring. 

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THIS is how hard it’s been raining.

Dear Rain,

You SUCK!  You suck you suck you suck you suck!

Me

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Dear DVR,

No Mama has not abandoned you.  I promise to return soon and to soak up your love and flood you with kisses.  If it wasn’t for you, Mama couldn’t make it through this week at all knowing all of my shows were being saved in your perfect black little body.  I promise this won’t last much longer.

Forever devoted,

Me

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Dear Cass,

WTF where you thinking!?!?!  NO TV THIS WEEK!?!?  Do you not see the raining and the flooding outside?? Are you not catching onto the fact that both you and Monkey have *mad* cabin fever?  You need to seriously weigh your options here before you end up in a padded cell.

Just sayin,

Cass

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Dear Patio Furniture,

I am so sorry this is your life right now.  Your feet must be so pickled.  I would let you come in but… well you’re patio furniture.  Sorry.

Cass

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Dear Captcha Lovers,

Can you please give me one good reason why you REALLY need this on your blogs?  I am seriously having issues with my computer wanting to boycott them right now.  One major issue is that whenever I hit “Send” on my message in a hurry to get to the next blog, I click X and just as I see the captcha appear, the blog closes.  I have NO interest in going and finding your blog again and retyping my whole comment again so usually then you just get a simple comment like “cool” because I am so irked that I had to come back to play a game of captcha ball in the first place that I don’t even care if I have left a suitable comment.  (Yes that sentence was all one breath) And lately, I am getting to the point where I am seriously considering not commenting on them at all.  Cause I feel so irritable about it.  Does that make me a total bitch?

So I am asking, in all fairness… PLEASE… if you have a captcha… PLEASE… explain why.  I wanna know.  I really, really want to know.  Change my mind on it.  Kay?

Thanks much,

Big Mama Cass

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Dear Monkey,

Why must you open and close the same door 9 BILLION (yes with a B) times even after I have asked you 9 B I L L I O N times to stop??  And why must you continue to SLAM it into my wall whenever you swing it open.  The hole in Mommy’s wall will thank you to STOP IT.  Nnnkay?

While we are on the subject, why do you continue to scale every single piece of furniture??  You have the speed of a stealth bomber!  I blink and you are on top of the table holding the lamp!  STOP IT!

Please, please STOP IT before you give Mommy a heart attack.

Thanks,

Mama

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Dear Readers,
Thank you for putting up with me for another week. I do hope that you chose to participate in Dear So and So. Just click here to go to Kat’s Blog and get the button for your page. Or add your letter in the comments. Would love to read!
Have a fantastic weekend!!!
Thanks for stopping by… again!

Xoxo

And I am back!!! Miss me? Dear Friday So and So…

Sorry for falling off the grid there.  Jimmy and I are sick, AGAIN, for the 2^nd time in a month.  Yay germs. 

Without further ado… here is Friday’s Dear So and So!!  Have a great weekend!!

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Dear Baby or Babies to be,

Please let me see you on the ultrasound next week.  It was disheartening to not be able to see you yesterday on the ultrasound.  I am trying to stay positive and hopeful since your numbers are still climbing and suggesting you are doing really well.  Just give me a sign.  K?

Anxiously awaiting good news,

Mama

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Dear Sinus Infection number two,

Seriously?  Again?  Seriously???  It’s been like what… two weeks since you last attacked me!?!?!  Oh.My.Gawwwd.

You suck,

Cass

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Dear Monkey,

I am so sorry that I can’t make you feel better.  I am so sorry that you take after your Mama and want complete undivided attention when you are sick.  I understand that you feel the need to be held, cuddled, and smothered in hugs and kisses 24/7 when you are sick.  I don’t even mind that you wipe your very alarmingly green boogers on my shirt.  This is how bad I feel that you are sick and that I can’t fix it.

Not the Super Mommy Fixer of All Things that I thought I was,

Mama

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Dear Laundry,

Please do yourself.  Cause I am on sabbatical.

Thanks much,

Cass

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Dear Messy House,

Please clean yourself.  Seriously.  Ugh.

Cass

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Dear To Do List,

Why must you mock me?

Boooooo,

Cass

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Dear Homeless Man from the Taco Bell yesterday,

When you walked up to my car, I tried to act nonchalant and didn’t rush to roll up my window even though my snobby side told me to.  And when you asked me if I would be so kind as to spare a few bucks or get you some lunch, I agreed because you looked like you needed a yummy Taco Bell lunch, so I ordered you up 3 fat burritos.  However, I must say I felt a bit uncomfortable when you asked to get into my truck, and that is of course why I declined your invite.  But you agreed to meet me around the side by the pickup window to retrieve your lunch, so I let it go.  I really beginning to get the heebie jeebies though when I looked around to give you your lunch and you were nowhere to be found.  Now my panicky side is left to wonder A) Where the hell did you go?  B) What was your real intent on coming to my window and asking me to get in to my truck? And C) What do I do with these three burritos??

Thank you for making my good deed feel like something that could have resulted in me being on the 10 o’clock news.  You are a creepy, creepy man that will haunt my dreams now.  I just pray you were too drunk or strung out to remember that I agreed to buy you lunch.

Please don’t ever approach my truck again and freak me the hell out,

Cass

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Dear Readers,
Thank you for putting up with me for another week. I do hope that you chose to participate in Dear So and So. Just click here to go to Kat’s Blog and get the button for your page. Or add your letter in the comments. Would love to read!
Have a fantastic weekend!!!
Thanks for stopping by, again
Xoxo

Some smacking and a little weeping Dear So and So Friday!! :)

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Dear Dead Mosquito,

As you can now see, I will not hesitate to smack my kid in effort to kill you when you attempt to bite him.  I hope you learned your lesson.  Tell your friends.

Your Personal Grim Reaper,

Cass

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Dear Hormones,

WTF?!!? Crying ALL the time?  At everything?  Seriously?  Can I not just sit down to watch five minutes of television without weepy eyes??  “Out of whack pregnancy hormones” my ass!  This is bogus.  I have only been pregnant for like, what?  10 seconds??

You suck,

Cass

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Dear Hubby,

You are the effing bomb baby!  I don’t tell you enough.  I know that’s shitty of me.  But I plan to start showing you and telling you more.  Thank you for loving me and completing me.  (yes I did just go there)

Forever,

Wife

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Dear Monkey,

So sorry to break this to you, but you are not a mountain climber.  You are too young to be a mountain climber.  You are too young to try and scale everything in your path.  Such items I would like you to avoid climbing, again, would be the dining room table, the fireplace hearth, the walls, into the refrigerator, the dogs, MOMMY, and most recently the bathtub wall.  And jumping up and down on the couch, the chair AND Mommy and Daddy’s bed?  Not so cute.  And I don’t fancy the idea of going to the emergency room and trying to explain.  Pleeeeeeease?

Much love baby boy,

Mama

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Dear Rain and Cool Weather,

Well it is about effin time!  Thank you for finally making an appearance!  Mama is happy now.

Mama

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Dear Daisy Mae,

I adore you.  I really do.  I am so glad we adopted your furry craziness into our home.  I even love how you like to sleep under the covers at my feet.  While it can be annoying as hell that I can’t move at times, knowing your warm furry body is down there to comfort me is well… comforting.  However, this licking phase you are into?  One word.  Gross.  Last night when I woke up to the 2 foot patch of slimy sheets, I thought my feet had wet the bed.  It’s disgusting on soooo many levels.  Cut it out already!

Gag me with a spoon,

Mama

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Dear Feet,

Aside from the slimy pedicure you received from the sheets last night, I realize I have been neglecting you.  For that I am sorry.  You are adorable little things, even if I do say so myself.  And I do.  *grin*  There is no excuse for my allowing you to live in such deplorable conditions.  There are great things in the near future and at that time I promise to make it up to you.

Bear with me,

Mama

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Dear Readers,

Thank you for putting up with me for another week!  Even through my whiny and crabby Monday! I do hope that you chose to participate in Dear So and So. Just click here to go to Kat’s Blog and get the button for your page.

Have a fantastic weekend!!!

Thanks for reading!!

Xoxo