Dear Thingportants and Friday Fumblings,
I had high hopes for you a while back. As usual, I created you with the highest of expectations. Ah well. Twisty, turny, tumbly, fumbly...
Although it's been quite a while since the dawn of Friday Fumblings, I'm in the mood to move forward. So here's some of my new thingportants, in the "dearest" way possible.
Dear Star Jones,
Get over yourself.
Dear Adobo Seasoning,
You give my cooking a little something extra every time.
Where are you?
I think you're a little too light. Time for some lower lights.
It's just wind, buddy. No need to tear up our NEW bedding.
Thanks for discovering adobo seasoning!
Happy 1st Birthday, buddy!
Dear All My Children,
You make noon so, so, so worth it!
Dear Chamomile Tea,
Thanks for your natural calming properties.
Please, please, please stop breaking out.
Dear Real Simple Magazine,
You DO make life real simple!
Where are you?
Don't worry! We'll spruce you up with flowers and plants very soon.
Please stop racing.
Heads up. Many runs and hikes, including 14-ers, headed your way!
Dear Jess and Jill,
You are my sisters from other mothers. (Sounds better with "brother...")
Never mind. I can't remember.
Dear Sense of Humor,
Dear Android Evo,
You're welcome for the new, bigger battery.
Thank you... You know why.
Lucas and I miss you today! Hope you're having a blast in the mountains with your family.
I hope your 7-month-old shots aren't too traumatizing...
Thank you for the sunshine!
My heart aches for you...
Dear Timing and Circumstances,
You are certainly peas in a most realistic pod.
I wish you were closer.