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

Dear So and So...


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,



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,



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)




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,



Dear Rain and Cool Weather,

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



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,



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,



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!!



26 Responses to “Some smacking and a little weeping Dear So and So Friday!! :)”

  1. 1 Rebekah
    September 4, 2009 at 10:40 am

    Just so you know, reading these blogs make my day!

  2. 3 Amanda
    September 4, 2009 at 10:51 am

    Ha ha ha! I bawled at a So You Think You Can Dance commercial when I was preggy. Fun times. Enjoy it!

    Love you bunches,

  3. September 4, 2009 at 12:06 pm

    Haha, the foot licking! You know you love it. You know…secretly. And hey, at least it’s just your FOOT!

  4. September 4, 2009 at 12:25 pm

    Your letter posts are by far my favorite. LOVE.

  5. September 4, 2009 at 1:44 pm

    My feet haven’t seen a loofah in months. I really need a pedicure.

  6. September 4, 2009 at 2:34 pm

    Your pregnancy hormones and my pending hysterectomy hormones should work together. We could take over the world or something. Seriously.

  7. September 4, 2009 at 5:14 pm

    I have had some serious hormones lately too! I got all sappy the other day to a commercial. Seriously.

  8. September 4, 2009 at 5:56 pm

    Good grief reading about crying all the time made me well up a little. I *still* have that sap thing…no hope for me I guess!

    LOL at ‘feet wetting the bed’ omg…too funny 🙂 These blogs are my fave too!

    Ok naptime for mommy…up all night with Nugg—er….for *some reason* couldn’t sleep until it was light out this morning! Huh. 😉

  9. September 4, 2009 at 7:36 pm

    found your blog from ONE FOOT IN FRONT OF THE OTHER. I love finding new blogs, and really LOVE your blog! LOVE, LOVE, LOVE! Come and give me a visit to follow and I’ll return the favor!


  10. September 5, 2009 at 3:05 am

    The crying isn’t just from the hormones. It’s over here too! I think it’s going around.

  11. September 5, 2009 at 8:40 am

    Gotta love those pregnancy hormones. My bipolar has been making my moods all over the map too. I went to a site to click to donate to feed starving children in Africa and the picture of a baby in Africa being fed rice made me cry. Go figure.

    Great Dear So and So, I’m going to try to participate this weekend sometime. I especially liked the mosquito one. That was good.

  12. September 5, 2009 at 12:30 pm

    Have you tried putting just a hint of salt on your puppy’s food? She could be not getting enough of it, and therefore licking where you may have sweated? If it’s a recent phase and she’s not still a puppy-puppy, then it could be a cause.

    I love your Friday letters because you stay so positive, even when you have pregnancy hormones… ;o)

    • 24 Cass
      September 6, 2009 at 12:06 pm

      She has always done it. She is two. Both of the dogs do it. It’s any random thing that they lick though. My bed, the carpet, the couch (poor couch) and all of their toys. I don’t know why. It’s weird. The vet says it’s normal though. *shrug*

  13. September 7, 2009 at 5:57 pm

    Love them all. And the pedicure…ewwww. As for the hormones. Shut it and take it. You asked for it mama…kidding. But I know you would take the hormones and all for this sweet little baby!

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Hi, my name is Cass. I am married to an amazing man who loves me unconditionally. I’m a stay at home mom to a rockin’ 2 year old boy who I call Monkey. I have an 12 year old step-daughter who lives in another state. We miss her daily. We also have two fur babies, Daisy and Jazz, who keep us on our toes. They are awesome!

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