18
Sep
09

Rainy Irritable Dear So and So Friday

Dear So and So...

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sexy fire manYes, 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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200236712-001THIS 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
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34 Responses to “Rainy Irritable Dear So and So Friday”


  1. September 18, 2009 at 12:12 pm

    Crazy weird that heard from the firefighter yesterday … crazy! I bet your heart raced a little when that little messenger dinged … like, oh shoot, I’ve been caught 🙂

    Sorry to hear about the rain – and the fact that it coincidences with your TV free week – that truly, truly sucks! Stay strong 🙂

    • 2 Cass
      September 18, 2009 at 1:11 pm

      How CREEEEPY is that??? seriously?!?! I haven’t talked to him in like i dunno 7 years or something?!?! WOW! Yes when i saw the ding it took a minute for it to even register who it was and then i was all OHHHH MYYYY GAWWWWD he saw my blog! ahh!! But he didn’t thank goodness. he was just randomly messaging me. Freaky!!!

      I am trying, thanks!! LOL

  2. September 18, 2009 at 12:46 pm

    I sometimes wish I could marry my DVR.

  3. September 18, 2009 at 12:47 pm

    Dear Sweat Glistened Hot Fireman chest;

    thanks!

  4. September 18, 2009 at 12:59 pm

    I’m laughing and I’m laughing hard!!!! The whole fireman/chapstick thing. LOL!
    I think he’s a reader/stalker.

  5. 9 Jennifer
    September 18, 2009 at 1:39 pm

    HAHAHAHAHAHA I would totally be cracking up right now if I weren’t at work. I love the fireman story. I actually remember that guy! I was about to get married when you first told me about him. I was hoping that he’d show up in his uniform to my bachelorette party. I love me some firemen! LOL Love reading your blogs as usual.

  6. 11 Joan Wolckenhauer
    September 18, 2009 at 2:24 pm

    Poor you! Gloomy rain and no TV! You must have a lot of will power. I hope that your DVR has a huge amount of memory.

  7. 13 Joan Wolckenhauer
    September 18, 2009 at 2:26 pm

    I am “out of the loop” with regard to your Fireman / Chapstick story! Do I want to know the background of this story? LOL! Should I just use my imagination?

  8. September 18, 2009 at 3:39 pm

    I just read yesterday’s post! Chapstick tube? Oh, my!

  9. September 18, 2009 at 5:18 pm

    If you don’t like rain, thank your lucky stars you don’t live here. I never knew how much it would bother me. I need sun!

    In other news, maybe all the rain is to put out the fire from that pic! Yowza! 😉

  10. September 18, 2009 at 5:26 pm

    great letters, laughing my ass off over here!

    i use the caputcha to keep off the comment spammers.

    • 20 Cass
      September 18, 2009 at 7:32 pm

      Do you get a lot of those?? WordPress catches all of those without the captcha for me. Is Blogger not good about that?

  11. September 18, 2009 at 5:29 pm

    just had another thought – I kind of LOVE that your fireman totally embraced the smallness of his penis and referred to it fondly as his Chapstick. I mean, it take a serious level of self awareness and acceptance to just be like, “Look, my junk is small and I’m going to go with it.” Or maybe is there some cult of Chapstick-sized penis lovers and he was hoping you were among them? Maybe ladies with Chapstick lengthed vaginas? Could that even be possible?

    • 22 Cass
      September 18, 2009 at 7:34 pm

      LMFAO!!!!!!!! Omg i am crying over here…. haaahahahahaaa!!!

      My vagina is most certainly not of Chapstick length, so I guess I should be glad that we didn’t “go” there. Wouldn’t want it to be like the ole ‘thowing a hotdog down a hallway’ reference. hehehe

  12. September 18, 2009 at 11:53 pm

    lol that’s great that he messaged you. He’s a reader 🙂

  13. September 19, 2009 at 12:42 am

    Yeah… I’m gonna go w/ he’s a reader… Just.out.of.the.blue my ass.

    Uhmmmm, I’m not a Captcha blog, am I? I don’t think I am. I assume you’re talking about blogspot blogs?

    • 26 Cass
      September 19, 2009 at 10:47 am

      Yeah, I am starting to wonder too. HEEBIE JEEBIES! lol

      No, I don’t think you are. It’s mostly the Blogger blogs. Actually, I am pretty sure it is ONLY the Blogger/Blogstop Blogs. It’s amazingly irritating.

  14. September 19, 2009 at 7:05 am

    ha! That’s amazing he got in touch! Never heard the chapstick line, but i love it.

  15. September 19, 2009 at 8:36 am

    Okay, I don’t know what the hell just happened but it posted my comment before I was finished. Fine then. I’ll just continue it here.

    Anyhoo.. love your letters, as usual they all cracked me up, especially the fireman one and the captcha one. I loathe captcha. As one blogger said, I don’t have the time or inclination to interpret hieroglyphics, thank you.

    Have a delightful weekend!

    Raven

  16. September 20, 2009 at 7:44 pm

    Oh I want it to rain so bad! It’s been in the mid 80-90’s here.

    The captcha drives me crazy! Especially the ones that don’t show up until after you submit your comment. And when I’m late night blogging I can’t get those damn things right!


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