Dear Weather, screw you. Seriously. I can't move... can't THINK without sweating. This is not cool. Literally.
Dear B, Thanks for putting up with all of my whining and moaning this last week. I'm sorry. I'm miserable. Someday, I will attempt to make it up to you.
Dear L7 Vertebrae, (eventhough my doctor cousin tells me that L7 doesn't exist. Ahh well... I'm still super mad at you!) screw you. I can't remember the last time anything hurt this badly. You are complicating my entire life. I can't stand comfortably, I can't sit comfortably, I can't sleep comfortably. The only thing I can do is whine. YOU SUCK. I HATE YOU.
Dear NYC, I love you. I really do. But you smell like armpits right now, and it's all I can do not to pass out deodorant samples on every corner.
Dear New Physical Therapist, I don't understand why, on the days that I see you, I don't feel so bad, and on my off days, I actually feel like a giant stepped directly on me and stamped me out. This is not fair. I can't liiiiiive like this! {/end dramatic music] It certainly does help that you're smokin' hot. Is the rumor true? Are you really a part time NYC Firefighter? Yum.
Dear Julie, This is hilarious. Thanks for the MUCH needed giggle this morning. Sorry about the roach.
Dear Dana, Thank you for this AMAZING review of Scentsy's products that I sent you, and thank you for the great plug :) You are a dream, girl. Adore you. Not just because you made my blog gorgeous, either.
Dear Readers, I love you girls (and guys?) with your sweet comments for my back to feel better. You're all the best. I hope that, with this post, I'm back and (still a little sore, but) better than ever. I miss sharing with you!
Dear Magic Mike, WHY HAVEN'T I SEEN YOU YET?!?!?! This must be remedied immediately.
That's all for today.
I'm going to finish work and then drown myself in ice pops and eggless cookie dough from Pinterest!
(random aside: I've been quite the pinning machine lately. It's all I can really do when I lay on my back on the couch, whining about how I can't move. Follow my pinterest page here to see what I'm seeing.)
3 comments:
I can only imagine the smell that is coming across the water to you from NYC right now. Ga-ROSS. Wish you could come visit me and float. So sorry you've been laid up, my friend. And I HAVE noticed the pinning...pinning...pinning!! And have loved them!! :)
nothing wrong with being a pinning machine! My friend made the eggless cookie dough and it was SO good.
Nicole
Sweet letters! I like the first one and I can defiantly agree with it! Oh, and I love your blog design! Especially the banner.
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