Friday's Letters

Dear New York. You SonOfABeetch. I miss you. Why do you have to be so cool yet so far away? I cry every time I see my little mini Statue of Liberty and Empire State Building. I still scream, "IN NEEEWWW YOOORRRKKK" when I listen to that JayZ and Alicia Keys's song. I immediately get hungry whenever I see my New York Foodie pics. I have proof that I walked all over you when I look at my ugly calluses on my feet. Super sad. I'm going to apply for your RN license this month. I can not wait.

Dear Latin Music... Why do you make me feel like I'm the sex kitten, even though I'm not? You make me feel supahflyy...

Dear French Music... You're so super chill, it's nice to fall asleep with you playing from my iPod.

Dear Eczema, get the hell out of my life! I hate you with passion!! >:( I can not stop scratching... I look like a person who has lice or ticks or scabies. Nasty yo. GTFO!

Dear Pillow... I literally cried last night while listening to "Fix You" by Coldplay (hello, our song!) when you left. It was super nice to see your face even though it was for 5 minutes. I seriously didn't want to let you go when we hugged. I miss you too much. When I was in NYC, all I can think of is our 2 trips together there. Every corner I walked, it reminded me of the awesome times we were there. Hot Damn. Central Park is calling us :) Thanks so much for stopping by my house while you were in the area to visit your cousin. Sorry I could't come with you.

Dear Baby Shower, you better be a great success. I'm investing a lot of my free time after vacation (instead of resting) on you. And money. And baking time. And my desire to hold my appetite to not eat my baked goods before the party.

Dear Bed. You know I missed you while I was gone. Sleeping next to Gaby was interesting because she snores like no other (I LOVE YOU GABRIELLA), and sharing body heat with her in our humid, no AC room was... HOT. I woke up in sweats every single morning while I was in New York. Oh what joy.

Dear Mother Nature of Southern California! Can you stop hating us with your insane heat wave? Like seriously... It's not even cool, yo. Me no likey when I walk out of work, draggin my ass to the parking lot in your heat wave, to enter into my Oven Baked Car... not only to get blasted by super warm air from my AC when I start my car and not having a cold beer right next to me. Seriously, You need to get laid.

Dear Chimmy, stop eating my cheese & turkey roll ups. I know you love them.

Dear Readers, I'm extending my FIRST giveaway til Sunday Midnight... And I will announce the Wiener, I mean Winner on Monday :)

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