Friday Letters 1-11-12

Dear Keyboard:  You're about to be replaced.  The sticky space bar has GOT to go.

Dear Boss:  Great end of year review!  I'm hoping when you say "well rewarded for (my) hard work this year," you mean in the financial sense.

Dear FL Weather:  You're going to take some getting used to.  I'm chilled walking the girls TO school but then sweating walking BACK.  And everything seems wet...all the time.

Dear Working From Home:  You rock but you take some getting used to.  Yesterday, I was on the phone with my boss, getting ping'd from a vendor and Maddie drops a full jar of pickles in the kitchen. Yikes!  But everyone in my office is sick and I'm not.  :)

Dear Bank Account:  I know this move has been expensive but get ready to shell out a little more this weekend.  We need to buy a new dinette set, cabinet thing for the girls' bathroom, new keyboard, nightstand for Maddie, storage bins and maybe a new bike for Lori.  Whew.  Hang in there.  February's coming and it's bound to be cheaper.

Dear Hubby:  See the letter to bank account.  Also, so proud of you and how you're doing with the new job.  This is going to work out great...I can feel it.

Dear Sister:  I'm so excited we'll be seeing you in February!

Dear Mom and Dad:  Come out anytime.  I know you miss the girls and honestly, Hubby and I could use the break.

Dear Stomach:  Do you want Starbucks or lunch out?  You can have one or the other but not both.  It's called moderation!

Dear Weekend:  We are using you to unpack.  IF we make good progress tomorrow morning, we'll go to the beach but enough fudging around.

Dear Friday:  Thank God you're here and you're so funny!

Friday Letters 9-28-12

Dear Hubby:  I'm sorry the night terrors have been waking you up.  I tried to stay downstairs last night so that you could get some sleep before I got up there and tried really hard not to wake you up.  Don't think it worked though.

Dear Boss:  Ugh!  You kill me!  Truly... I know I've got to get out of this role but I'm floundering as to when to do it, where to go, how to do it...it's a mess.  I hate that you keep showing up in my Fridays Letters because you make Monday-Friday so frustrating!

Dear Gym:  I love you lately!  Just can't seem to get enough.  I worked out 4 times this week and loved every class I took.  I'm feeling fit and strong.  I'm going to miss you until Monday.

Dear AZ "Autumn":  Seriously?  Is the best we can muster?  3 whole days under 100 degrees?  It's supposed to jump back up to 106 by next week.  I really miss Fall.

Dear Closet:  Not only are you a crazy mess that needs to be reorganized something terrible but I hate my clothes. I don't know why.  I've slowly been replacing my wardrobe but have been hesitant to go "balls out" on buying new stuff because I didn't want to load up on transitional clothes.  I think since it appears this is the size I'm going to be, I think I'm just sick of my choices.  I think I'm going to need to go thrifting to replace some of these things but I'm still working out in XL shirts...terrible.

Dear BOOBS:  So jealous!  Have a great time and drink a toast to me while you're there!  Maybe next year...

Dear Friday:  You make me laugh...

Friday Letters 8-24-12

I couldn't link up this week due to blog issues where I found this but I like the letters anyway.

Dear Blogosphere:  Thank you so much for the warm comments on my 2 year bandiversary post.  Also, for all the requests to do blurbs for the BOTB posts.  While I have yet to meet most of you in person and I'll be missing Chicago yet again this year, it means so much to me that y'all like my little blog.  :)

Dear Yolanda:  A coworker recommended I visit your Bodyworks class last night.  Oh boy!  I was wrong about meeting Satan earlier in the week...she was merely your minion.  You kicked my butt and I'm really feeling it today.  See you next Thursday!

Dear Boss:  You're still an idiot but even you had to pat me on the back this week when I made $127k for the company.  Also, thank you for the gently used books and clothes for my girls...it was uncommonly generous of you and they love them!  Maybe we're turning a corner in this working relationship...we can hope.

Dear Work:  This week was so freakin busy!  I'm hoping for a lighter week next week.

Dear Scale:  I've been avoiding you...not because I know I've been "off plan" but because I've been very much ON PLAN and I don't want to be disappointed in what you have to say about it.  It seems I stall out when I start working out and it derails my motivation.  So, that being said, I'm avoiding you for at least another week.

Dear AZ Bloggers:  I can't wait to meet y'all on Sunday!  I'm a little nervous but it makes me feel better that Jenn and Jen will be there.  At least y'all already know how crazy I am in "real life."

Dear Weather:  I really hope you clear out for the weekend...we're heading North....

Dear Mayans:  I'm convinced you were right.  December = End of the World.  The world has seriously gone crazy...mothers decapitating their children, the crazy official in Texas who believes a civil war is coming and the cult in Mexico who are believe public schools are built by the devil.  Seriously...what has happened to the world?

Dear Norway:  Your legal system is seriously effed up.  A guy kills 77 people and is ruled sane by the court is only sentenced to 21 years?!?!  How is that justice?   You're anti-death penalty...that's all well and good but 21 years for 71 souls?!?!  Un-effing-believable!

Dear Weekly Check In:

There's my list of No's:
NO Starbucks - 2 so far this week
NO carbonation (easy one but I still list it because it will always be a temptation) - Check
NO fast food - Check
NO eating lunch out during the workweek. - Mostly Check - Going out today

The my list of DO's:
DO work out at least 4 times this week. - 3 down/1 to go
DO drink at least 64 oz's of water every day - Check
DO go to bed at a decent hour - Check
DO resist urges for sweet treats - No Check - 3 cookies this week

Dear Friday:  You make me giggle.

Friday Letters 8-10-12

I really like this feature.  You can click on the icon to see who started it. :)

Dear Hubby:  We made it through the first week of school, the visit from your mother, an annoying week at work and all the hectic things that implies and still managed to not kill each other.  We rock.

Dear Kids:  I'm so proud of you how you've done this week.  I know next week will be harder once the novelty of kindergarten and second grade wear off but you did great and I know this is going to be a good year!  I'm lucky to have such great kiddos!

Dear Kids' Daycare Center:  We loved you for the last 4 years and I can't believe how you screwed us over.    I'm now left scrambling to find a sitter for my kids.  I guess the bright side is I can afford to pay pretty well for one just once a week and still pay less than what you charge me.  Ugh.

Dear AZ Bloggers:  Anyone have a sitter recommendation for Wednesday afternoons?  I need someone highly dependable and with reliable transportation.  Email me if you have somebody!

Dear Dad:  I'm looking forward to having dinner with you tonight and it was so sweet to invite Hubby to the baseball game later this month. We don't hang out often and while we have a pretty decent relationship at this point, it's nice that you thought of us.

Dear Boss Lady:  Sometimes you surprise me.  Thank you for being understanding of my childcare situation and being OK with my working from home on Wednesday afternoons until I can get this straightened out.  Work/Life balance is the one thing you've got right.

Dear Early Morning Conference Calls:  I'm aware I get in at 5:30 but these 6 a.m. conference calls are just a bit much.  Sets the wrong tone for my whole day.

Dear Brain:  I realize it's hot.  I realize you're not sleeping well.  I realize your job is one big clusterf*** but you gotta come up with what you want to be when you grow up.  Get crackin!

Dear Bicep or Tricep or Whatever Part Hurts:  Enough already.

Dear AZ Heat:  You can suck it!  It is so freakin' hot.  It's giving me headaches and making me exhausted and you're killing me here!

Dear Ronnie and Jenn:  Thanks so much for the encouraging texts and emails.  While this week hasn't been stellar, it's actually been a bit better than the week before.  Next week, I'll rock it!

Dear Draz:  You made my week this week and you know why.  Thank you!

Dear Friday:  You're funny....

Friday Letters 8-3-12

Dear Hubby:  Happy Anniversary.  As of yesterday, we've been married 9 years.  Some days it feels like just yesterday, other days...it's like I don't remember life without you.  I love you so much!  And for those in blogosphere - I finally scanned a pic from our special day for you...you're welcome.

Dear Work:  It was not easy coming back this week after vacation.  I must say...things are getting interesting around here.

Dear Olympics:  So much drama this year!  The equipment failure at the one swimming event causing false starts.  The challenge for bronze at the men's gymnastics and then the badminton folks throwing games!  So exciting!  You've been keeping me up far too late, however.

Dear Mother In Law:  Ugh.  That is all.

Dear Gym:  Get ready!  Next week, I'm hitting it hard core and every week after that up until the Disney trip in October.  No breaks for either of us!

Dear Old NB Shoes:  I love you.  I do.  You were there for me when I needed someone the most and the custom insoles SAVED my feet during the 3 Day.  But the 3 Day was 2 years and many, many steps ago.  I'm replacing you.  It's time.  Please don't cry.  I'm going to do something awesome with you because you earned it.  I'm going to train in new shoes (once I buy them) but I'm doing the Warrior Dash in you.  One last final hurrah and you can go out in a blaze of glory!  Then I'm donating you to a thing they have there where they'll have you recycled into something awesome.  Vaya con dios my friend.

Dear Daughters' School:  Last year, we got the teacher whose husband died of cancer so we had substitutes all year.  This year we get the classroom where the teachers "job share" so she has one teacher for the first 3 days of the week and one teacher for the last 2.  Really?  Why?

Dear Oldest Daughter:  You did so well in your play today!  Best  Glinda the good witch of the North I've ever seen!

Dear Youngest Daughter:  Getting so big...Went to Meet the Teacher Night for kindergarten last night. You're going to do so well!!

Dear Tankini my mom talked me into trying on yesterday: 15 pounds and 1 boob job to go before I'll feel comfortable in you.  I gotta tell you though...it's not as bad as I pictured and for that...I'm actually going to post it here.   Take it in Candyland...never gonna happen again.

Dear Boss' Boss:  Thank you!  I had an incredibly awesome meeting this morning with you.  You see the potential and the fact that I'm somewhat wasted in this role and you want to serve as a mentor to help me develop my career any way I want to go.  I appreciate the opportunity and it's nice to know that my past and current accomplishments have not gone unnoticed.

Dear Friday:  Thank God you're here!  Gives me an excuse to post silly cartoons!

Friday Letters

Let's link up...

Dear Corporate Health Center:  You were advertised as being an alternative to urgent care and the minute clinic when all you have are registered nurses who can't even write a simple prescription for antibiotics for a freakin' ear infection.  No wonder you're free...you're basically a school nurse.  Which is fine if all I need is aspirin or a quick blood pressure check...but don't advertise coming to you for ear pain, specifically (yes...this is actually on the poster by the elevator) when all you do is tell me to go to a minute clinic for antibiotics and give me some sudafed and send me on my way.

Dear Z Pack:   You suck.  I took the last of the 5 day dose this morning and still can't hear jack out of my left ear.  Back to the Minute Clinic I go this afternoon.

Dear Ego:  I know you're bruised.  I know you feel like you don't have any friends after the birthday crap last weekend and that self esteem issue is starting to rear it's ugly head.  I know it's a REALLY bad weekend for this as you have that uppity wedding to go to where all those snotty people from the bridal shower will be.  But you look good in the dress you bought, you have cute shoes and handbag to go with it.  It's an open bar and is bound to be pretty at the botanical garden.  Try not to worry about other people and just enjoy it.

Dear Humidity:  I live in Arizona which by definition is a desert.  That means it's supposed to be arid...a.k.a "DRY."  WTF is up with the humidity hovering around 70%?  I know that's low for a lot of you out there but for us here where the average is about 13%, it's just freakin' miserable.

Dear Evil Boss Lady:  My illness was not brought on my allergies and I didn't call in Tuesday just to make you actually have to do something.  I came back yesterday and you didn't even ask how I was feeling.  Yeah...you selfish *itch...would it kill you to at least feign interest in anyone but yourself?

Dear Gym:  I have no abandoned you after only a week of attendance.  I just haven't had the energy, respiratory ability or stamina to attend this week.  I'll be back.

Dear Youngest Daughter:  You passed your assessment and get to start kindergarten in August!  We're so excited!  What made me laugh was your reaction.  You looked at me like I was nuts as if to say "Where else would I be going in August?"  I know you'll do great!  It does make me feel a little old...no more babies in daycare...

Dear Pocketbook:  With no more babies in daycare, you're actually going to start seeing some cash flow!!!  Wahoo!

Dear Blogland:  I'm sorry I've been absent this week.  I am caught up and should be consistent again.  And Friday Letters or no...we can all use a Friday Funny: