To Train Boy
Thank you for sharing your germs, honey. Of all the things I love about you, your willingness to give until it hurts (me) is the biggest. The fact that I’m now unable to swallow without wincing and can’t breathe very well is such a precious gift from your heart to mine.
To The Dirt Faced Okie Boys
You were awesome on Saturday. On a mission for “Scouting For Food”, you walked, and walked, and WALKED to pick up bags of food for the Pantry in Fortuna. I am so proud of you. Both of you kicked ass on Saturday and did your Dens proud.
To The Media
Will you shut up about The Octomom already? You remember what “news” is don’t you? There IS a difference between news and celebrity gossip. I have a tough time believing that Octomom’s latest Angelina obsessed moment has more bearing on the world’s state of affairs than the economy. Can you PLEASE stop distracting us with gadfly?
To Stephanie and Darina
Shut up already. Darina, I wrote 1700 words on your story and you should be happy since I need to edit. And Stephanie? You can wait. I totally wrote you off and I don’t think you should get pissy.
I just don’t have more in me today. Short and sweet.