Dear Michelle,
I am so sorry I missed our letter date last time. As you know, I love to express myself in Sunday Letters! I think it is my all time favorite link-up now, surpassing Five for Friday, which has had a coveted spot in my heart for the past three years. So my heart and head are full of "letters" today. Thanks as always for providing a fun outlet to dump my brain and laugh and read and enjoy my Sunday morning!
Love,
Carrie in Kansas
Speaking of Kansas....
Dear KC Royals:
I have loved watching you play ball this season and I am so excited for the World Series! Thanks for drawing us fans in and making us part of your season. Thanks Drew Butera for signing that one last autograph for a girl and her grandpa waiting at the dugout even after the National Anthem had played. They waited over an hour and your signature made the wait worth it. We love hearing stories of how other cities can't seem to hate this midwest team with all your sportsmanship and good citizenship.
love,
a devoted fan and her family
Dear Toronto Bluejays,
I wish I could say the same for you. But you were easy to hate. I was so glad my kids were not in the room to see your batter's temper tantrum in the dugout after you were called out. More people/teams/corporations "win" by using your tactics, but you made the victory oh-so-much-sweeter when my Royals beat you in the 9th inning. These golden come-from-behind boys behave like they feel honored and privileged to be going to the Series and that makes me love them more. But you are what I would call a JR Ewing team, a team that I love to hate.
Seriously?! Are you three?
one who was not impressed
Dear Pets,
We STILL poop outside. Even though it is getting chilly. That is all.
signed
your frustrated doggy mom
Dear 6th grader/11 year old:
Help! Please tell me that this too shall pass. I am dying here. This is not the first time this week that I've stooped to the same level and pulled out the sarcastic parent voice. And, well, the Mom store is closed. So you're stuck with the one you've got. But I have not raised you to blame your life on everyone else, you know how to change things when you are miserable. So have a miserable day, since that seems to be what you want.
*Sigh*
your exhausted and discouraged mother
Dear Kid hiding beneath your pre-teen exterior,
you. I am proud of you. When you don't tear away my pride with your disdain for life. I am proud that you've stepped out this year and are working so hard to be the best student you can be, the best violin player you can be, the best Boys and Girls Club member you can be. I am so proud of you when I hear others say sweet things about my baby girl. I am so proud of your interview at B&G Club and how I see you interact with the littler kids. I see you. You make my heart sing.
Love,
Mom
Dear Fall,
I love you.
The End.
Dear Teachers,
October is hard! So hold on, November is coming! I have been on a pink cloud and it evaporated this week. I realized that nothing has changed, but I've taken hold of some of the negativity around me. Hold on people! Kindness, modeling appropriate behaviors, consistency, and positive behavior plans will work! But it going to take time! Find the good things in your classroom/life/world/students and pull them into your bubble and keep everything else out. This too shall pass.
Focusing on the good really works!
Sincerely,
don't push me off my cloud again
Dear Nameless,
Funny how you act like you don't want the same relationship over again either, but you really just want to do the same things over. Glad I figured this out now. And btw.... it is not kinder to lie. Just tell the truth.
feeling a little stepped on,
from one who really hoped this would turn into something
Dear universe,
Are there any nice guys out there? Do I even want one? It would be really nice if that all worked out. But I am still aware that nice guys are boring and boys who are not boring are no longer an option for me because I am done with liars and cheaters and secret-keepers.
Feeling deflated,
hopeless on the romantic side of things
Dear Food,
You are my one remaining vice. I know I would feel better if I ate better, but I am in love with cheesecake, pasta, carbs in most any form, cookies, cakes, fries, starch, pizza and the list goes on. I am loving the holiday goodies popping up in social media, and the fall foods that appropriate to make and consume right now.
Love,
a "fluffy" female (is there are category like that on dating sites? Fluffy female seeks..... blah, blah, blah)
Dear Sonic,
I look forward to your next $.50 corndog day with a passion. Yes, I plan to buy 8 or 9 of them again. Corndogs are the bomb. So thanks for that. And for $.50 hotdog day.
Sincerely,
a lover of all things hotdog
p.s. Oscar Meyer you make the list too. I love your dogs as much as the song implies.
Dear Bertha,
I know you are tired. But we are planning to put some better tires on you and love you for at least the rest of this winter. Please keep your self together. I hear you whine, but I still need you. I love you for all your old aches and pains and mostly for not leaving me with a car payment.
Hang in there,
your daily driver
Dear bff,
Where are you? I miss you. Humph.
feeling forgotten,
your old bestie
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