Friday's Letters is hosted by Ashley over at Adventures of Newlyweds. This has been a really busy week for me, and it's looking like it'll be a busy weekend, too. I swear I need a few more hours in the day just to get everything done.
Here are my Friday letters...
Dear body, I know it’s been almost a week now, but I still can’t believe we got day drunk at Jenn’s bridal shower/bachelorette, drank for 12 hours straight and didn’t get sick. How did that happen? I thought we’d be a puking, drooling, miserable mess on Sunday.
Dear Noah, last weekend when you came in from playing and you didn’t know I was at your house, I expected you to ignore me because your friends were there and you’re too old (or perhaps ‘too cool’) to acknowledge your auntie, so when you yelled, “Mimi!” and ran into my arms, I swear my heart just about burst. It was worth getting covered in dirt and sweat from your hours of playing outside. Thank you for making my day. No matter how old or how big you get, you'll always be my baby.
Dear Bruno Mars, why didn't I start listening to you sooner? I knew a few of your songs from the radio, but Jenn introduced me to more of your music and now I'm in love. Talking to the Moon, and Let It Rain are my new favorite songs.
Dear Amazon, my package arrived two days earlier than expected, and I can’t love you enough for that. I haven’t had new books in so long, and these are four books I’ve been dying to get my hands on. Thank you!
Dear mailman who delivered my Amazon package, thank you so much for actually coming to the door to deliver it instead of pretending we weren’t home, leaving a slip in the mailbox, and then making me walk down to the post office in this heat.
Dear Jenn, I can’t believe you’re getting married in two weeks. I had a great time with you on Wednesday, and since I’m not part of your bridal party, I’m glad I could help you out in some way (ie keeping you company for an hour at city hall while you got your marriage license, and a tent license, then spending the afternoon trailing along with you in the mall and watching while you tried on clothes for some of the upcoming events before the wedding).
Dear Quinte Mall, I really wish you had more stores that catered to full-figured women. Seeing almost everything in XS-L makes me want to get violent. I’m busting my butt to lose weight, but I’m a hell of a long way from anything resembling a Small.
Dear June, how are you here already? What happened to May? Please be an awesome kick-off to summer. I'm kind of worried because the only thing I have planned all summer is Jenn's wedding, but hopefully you'll prove me wrong by being full of awesome.
Dear Logan, this whole Terrible Twos thing is for the birds. You’ve always been so sweet and good-natured and even-tempered, I guess I naively hoped we’d coast through the Terrible Twos relatively unscathed. Yeah, not so much. Good thing you're so freaking cute. And good thing I get to send you back home to your parents at the end of the day.
I hope you've all had a great week. Any fun plans for the weekend?