Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Dear safeway online groceries
Love,
rachel
Sent from my Windows Mobile Phone
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Dear my left hip tendons and or nerves
I hate you. You leave me burning and in dispare as I wait to start my evening choir performance. Why can't you leave me alone? Why do you come with less reason and rhyme?
How can I ask your forgiveness so your spite towards me will be lifted?
Screw you and the constant burn.
Suck it,
Love,
rachel
Sent from my Windows Mobile Phone
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Dear So You Think You Can Dance,
I will not spill the results to those who have not seen it yet,
but it is bull honkey.
I do not like you,
and we are not friends.
Figure your life out,
and then we can talk.
Until then,
Suck it.
Seriously.
Almost cried.
-Julie
Dear hotel
Thanks for waiting all these years for is to show up without our children.
you're just superb! Lets do this again soon!
Kiss kiss,
rachel
Sent from my Windows Mobile Phone
Dear Julie
Glad the donuts saved the day. That was all Grant! When do we have to save you from the children?
Grateful more than you're suffering,
Love,
rachel
Sent from my Windows Mobile Phone
Dear Krispy Kreme,
you are the love of my life.
I don't know if I could love another more.
You are consistantly delicious every time,
you make me happy,
de-stress me from the dog getting into everything,
and once the floor is clean,
magically finding more things to chew on,
that I have to fish out of his slobbering jowels.
which is better than fishings things out of Mark's,
I dont get the pointy teeth.
I digress,
and can't help but confess my love for you
as Kate and Emily do a news report on 'why Havoc attacked Kate' -_-
"Katelyn, did Havoc bite you? did he scare you? bite your eye off?" O_O
and now Emily is singing about God and lighting candles.
don't know if it's a real song....
got to love free time :)
Krispy Kreme (meaning Grant and Rachel who dropped them off on the porch :D )
THANK YOU! You saved the evening!
(Funny how any arguing or grumpiness goes away with treats...)
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Dear Oatmeal Bubble Carpet House
You make me giggle. I can't figure you out.
I want all my friends to meet you. I feel like they get to live in my dream world. All this house needs is harnesses to make us fly from area to area, and we'd be living my dream. I mean IN my dream.
Please don't sell, house with the funny ...funny EVERYTHING. I want to look at you forever!
(clink the link to see into my dreams)
Love you forever, every night of my life,
Rachel
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Dear Acorn Squash Soup
I miss you.
My heart dropped yesterday when I realized my last bowl was already half empty.
Your creamy perfection, those hints of ginger and dill were mouthwatering. Only you would still taste good with dried spices.
I love you so much, with every happy cell in my body.
I know you love me too, I can feel it. Right in my stomach.
When you said farewell yesterday, it broke my heart.
I wasn't sure I would ever see you again.
You really were the second best soup I ever had. (Let's not ruin the moment by talking about the first)
Oh soup, I am yours! I thought of you all day yesterday
Then, surprise! You were hiding in my fridge, one last surprise ending!
I can still taste you, as my last spoonful still lingers.
The bowl is still warm as I write you this letter.
Thank you for being the [second] best soup ever. You were the perfect following for the days after Thanksgiving dinner. You have captured my heart forever. It is yours, no matter what you do with it.
Please say you love me forever too!
Maybe we can meet again, perhaps the top of the Empire State Building, on the day after Thanksgiving 2010?
Love you, with all my body and heart,
Rachel
Dear Vacation Days
You promise great things, like an extra Saturday.
But sometimes it's more like that rainy, messy, horrible Saturday that you'd rather forget.
So, Vacation Days, I guess I'm saying,
I just want to be friends.
Your friend,
Rachel
Dear Relpax
You tell me I'm beautiful.
You make all my worries go away.
You are the one I want in bed with me,
While I recover from a migraine.
Thanks for being the best migraine medicine there ever was. You are welcome in bed with me anytime.
Love,
Rachel
PS, Can't wait for you to make out with my brain again. Oh, wait, I hope it's a long time until I need you to make out with my brain again
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Dear Fritos
I love your baby bag sizes because I feel like I barely gain any calories from you.
We should hang out more often.
Love,
rachel
Sent from my Windows Mobile Phone
Friday, November 20, 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Dear Glee,
very very happy.
very happy.
let's make babies?
no? maybe?
I won't stop loving you...
I promise :)
You are the light in my day
the surprise that keeps me going.
let's talk soon.
Love always,
-Julie
Friday, November 13, 2009
Dear costco return line,
I hate you. Its long and slow.
The lady upfront of me has an ear phone piece and is talking loudly with great gestures. Ugh. And sad that I look like that often!
So often I buy things and say, if it doesn't work out of fit, I'll just return it.
ILM holding 3 things. One I've attempted to return 3 times, but the line was out the door!
You suck and waste my little health.
Bite me
Sent from my Windows Mobile Phone
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Dear Coupons,
I love that you save me money. Sometimes seriously significant amounts of money:
I hate that you take so much time and effort and planning to achieve great savings. I wish that every shopping trip would save me as much money as pictured above but I am a lazy coupon-er. I have great ambition and little drive. Coupons, please clip and organize yourselves next time.
Love,
Morgan
Dear Blair Catalog Clothes
I hate you. I still remember the booklet catalog from my childhood. You came in the mail, an insert with the grocery adds. The models were so old looking! And the clothes, yuck! They covered up too much, where was the youth?
My mom ordered from them all the time. I can still see the red "Capri" pants, elastic banded, wide legged. She had several different colors.
They still make them.
And as I look for a replacement for my favorite Cotton dress, I turned to Blair. It still exists. And now I'm old enough that the models look my age. But they are so skinny! And now my body is one that Blair would flatter. They don't make small clothes, so for that, I love you Blair.
I love the swimsuit with the long skirt and high neck line. I can't wait to wear you!
I love the cotton dresses. I love how long they are, so I can lay down in church. I love how the arm and necklines are so flattering. No need for undershirts here!!!
So Blair, I'm sorry. Please forgive me for past years of hate. I'm so sorry.
I love you.
Love,
Rachel
PS, since I appologized, can you rush my shipment? I'm tired of wearing a sports bra and mens shorts in the Physical Therapy pool
Monday, November 9, 2009
Dear 21st birthdays,
I like you. You mark a passage of time. You mark the last government regulation......
until social security.
Or the age to run for president. For this, 21st birthday, I love you.
The point is, you make people feel free and extra happy on this birthday. And you make their friends feel the need to make sure they take advantage of their new drinking age.
For this, I hate you. Around the world new 21 year olds are cursing their friends and the universe for their birthday. And that sucks.
Love, rachel
Sent from my Windows Mobile Phone
Friday, November 6, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Dear White cheddar with smoked salmon cheese,
I love you.
It was love at first bite last summer. You were on the tasting table at Top Foods. I was hungry. I ate, intending to walk on. The taste was shoe stopping.
Oh, the smooth creamy cheddar, with bits of smoked salmon in every bite. Oh, what a great northwest treasure!
But the cost, oh the cost!
I walked around the store, thinking of you as I shopped.
Then I remembered that I needed a treat for my night of camping with my Sister. I bought the small package, with crackers and apples. I looked forward to the oohs, and aahs and people savored this northwest vibe treat!
Then my son cut of the top of his finger in the door, right before the camping trip.
We went anyway, without the finger top and without the cheese.
When we came back, the relationship with my sister stunk, but the fish infused cheese did not.
Yesterday, as I failed at talking myself into 17$ a pound Gouda, I saw the discounted cheese basket. BUY NOW, BEFORE THEY EXPIRE! The cheap Zmolek in me had no thought, just reflexively flew to the basket.
Oh, heavens! There on the top, was you! My white cheddar with smoked salmon cheese. With a beautiful sticker, proclaiming you cheap enough to be mine!
For the second time today, you are my lover. Right now I pause typing, to take a square of cheese and a square of apple. You are a cheese that should be served in squares. Sliced on a sandwich would be akin to cheese murder.
Oh, savory cheese,
I love you. Will you be my second husband? No, third. Edward is my second.
Love,
Rachel
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Dear Rachel,
too much information as it is,
and you smile and nod,
ask a few questions,
share stories,
comment about it later,
and shake your head.
good talk ha :)
Love,
Julie
Monday, November 2, 2009
Dear birthdays
I. Love. You.
You represent change. Entering and exiting into major life changes.
Or great milestones.
Your are fun with colored paper. Surprises and anticipation.
Both blowing out the candles on one side, or singing happy birthday on the other is fun.
Birthday, I love you. You are so hot. (darn candle wax) Love,
Rachel
Sent from my Windows Mobile Phone
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Dear Joann
It would be odd to say it,but this is the I love you site....so...
I love you. I love how easy it is to hang out. I love that you have all the stuff to make great salads. I love that you always have Gouda cheese.
I love how easily our girls play together. I love that tea from South Africa...if only I could get used to milk, I could have drunken it sooner! Or if I had developed a scalding coffee mouth. :)
Thanks for being super, and a great sounding board without getting offended.
I love how you can mentally shake me when I'm on an emotional tirade. You're calm logic is great.
Love (but only in a friendship, not a kissy way),
Rachel
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Dear Apartment and Dog,
Seriously!?
I come home, my place is a mess (thank you Cinder..). Cards everywhere that were once neatly stacked on the sad excuse of a coffee table I had, Havoc pooped and peed 3 times this morning. 3 times! He slept in his kennel. I had forgiven him for ruining a $30 cardigan I had gotten as a present for my sister, and then he started chewing on my bed frame.
The apartment is a mess, things everywhere. Luckily I'm working on laundry so that's one thing out of the way.
I hate you.
-Julie
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Dear fruit from costco,
you are delicious, and good for me!
you are conveniently packaged so it is easier for me, thank you.
Move in and marry me?
I promise to love you,
til death do us part.
It's a good deal!
Nice cold fridge to stay in,
I'll even wash you so you're nice and clean.
You know you want to!
Love,
Julie
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Dear You Tube
Oh how can i forget this dancing fool, the evolution of dance
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dMH0bHeiRNg
oh you tube, i love you. But I need to do other stuff. See you later,
Rachel
Dear YouTube,
I love you!
thanks for bringing gems that make me happy and know that other people are having fun too.
Like babies rollerskating
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XQcVllWpwGs&feature=channel
or remixed (I like this one better) with the king, Michael Jackson
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IIt5lGhFyE0
and how that worked here
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uQXD9sx-i0A&feature=channel
of course, that awesome wedding video Julie showed me
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-94JhLEiN0
I'm so glad I saw that BEFORE "The Office" wedding show. It made it that much more funny.
Of course, with marriage there is death or divorce. So we see the end of JK in this
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zbr2ao86ww0
Oh you tube, you are filled with so many delights. Why would I ever watch TV again?
Love,
Rachel
P.S. Do you have any youtube favorites that I missed?
Monday, October 12, 2009
Dear Julie's Meditation
Dear Julie,
I really respect how you treat other people. And how you treat yourself. You are so good at being kind, and giving your brain/soul a break during meditation.
A friend reminded me of this song. It made me think of you, since I feel like you encourage me to have kind feelings and let go of the anger I feel.
1. School thy feelings, O my brother;
Train thy warm, impulsive soul.
Do not its emotions smother,
But let wisdom’s voice control.
School thy feelings; there is power
In the cool, collected mind.
Passion shatters reason’s tower,
Makes the clearest vision blind.
[Chorus]
School thy feelings, O my brother;
Train thy warm, impulsive soul.
Do not its emotions smother,
But let wisdom’s voice control.
2. School thy feelings; condemnation
Never pass on friend or foe,
Though the tide of accusation
Like a flood of truth may flow.
Hear defense before deciding,
And a ray of light may gleam,
Showing thee what filth is hiding
Underneath the shallow stream.
3. Should affliction’s acrid vial
Burst o’er thy unsheltered head,
School thy feelings to the trial;
Half its bitterness hath fled.
Art thou falsely, basely, slandered?
Does the world begin to frown?
Gauge thy wrath by wisdom’s standard;
Keep thy rising anger down.
4. Rest thyself on this assurance:
Time’s a friend to innocence,
And the patient, calm endurance
Wins respect and aids defense.
Noblest minds have finest feelings;
Quiv’ring strings a breath can move;
And the gospel’s sweet revealings
Tune them with the key of love.
5. Hearts so sensitively molded
Strongly fortified should be,
Trained to firmness and enfolded
In a calm tranquility.
Wound not willfully another;
Conquer haste with reason’s might;
School thy feelings, sister, brother;
Train them in the path of right.
Thanks for bringing a peace and ability to find peace to our home.
Love,
Rachel
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Dear Brian,
and I'm glad we are siblings.
Proof?
YWAM Montana Health Team- How to Stay Healty
He's the one in the red hat, classy.
Enjoy!
And welcome to team Byersdorf.
Love,
Julie
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Dear nanny julie
maybe
Love, rachel
Sent from my Windows Mobile Phone
Dear working phone,
Holding my breath,Rachel
Sent from my Windows Mobile Phone
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Dear Havoc,
.you fight me when I try to put solution in your ears-
resulting in 'apple' smelling goop all over myself and my livingroom.
.you fight cleaning the goop out of your ears
.you cry at the door 2 hours after I take you out
.you turn around at the door and haul ass around the complex for 20 minutes
.you think everything is a game, so when I get close, you play bow, and then run away happily
.you chewed up 2 plastic bags and my dvd case while I was at the gym
WHY DO I OWN YOU.
I find myself wishing torture and pain against you,
as your mom, this is not a good thing!
STOP IT.
Love,
Julie
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Dear Rachel,
Monday, September 21, 2009
Dear Julie,
I'm so glad you're still our nanny. Thanks for being a friend as I've ventured out of my cave more. I'm sure it must be hard to "be in charge" while I wander in and out of the room.
Special thanks for your awesome eye skills in hanging those pictures today. Phew, that's finally done!!!
I saw this online. I'd never heard of this funny website.
This post especially made me almost get up and show you. But I didn't.
http://www.geekologie.com/2009/09/sweet_fork_arm_twisted_disney.php
Here's too more blogs to keep us at the computer!
Love,
Rachel
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Dear Havoc,
my flat-faced, extra snorty, wrinkly-butted companion:
I am so sorry you don't like the carpet. I know it is a bland off-white color, and I know you don't have apposable-thumbs. You did your best this morning to try and change it to what you prefer, a darker brown. I appreciate the effort, but vomitting 8 times at 4am isn't the best way to get the job done. I don't think the apartment workers will appreciate it either come moving time. Luckily they clean the carpets no matter what, but I don't think that's the important part.
Next time, could you just ask me? That's what rugs are for!
Thank goodness for air fresheners,
Love-
Julie
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Dear Body,
You finally went to the dark side despite my best efforts and regularity.
You suck.
I strongly dislike you right now.
The real question?
How to I remidy this situation?
The answer?
Ibuprofen and doughnuts...
currently?....minus doughnuts. -sigh-
Will I have the effort/coordination to make it to the store before work ends? Let's wait and see
Monday, September 7, 2009
Dear Sam,
I love you. You are the best brother. Thanks for letting me know about fun, new bands. It's great to watch Flight of the Conchords and Flaming Lips on youtube. Can't wait to order season 2 on netflix.
I like the humor, I like the meaning of the songs, (when they are deep)
You're a great brother, and you've really been there for me. Thanks for understanding, and it sucks that you went thru hell to be able to have empathy.
Love you!
Love,
Rachel
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Dear Rude, Thoughtless Healthy People
You are rude. And do you even think before you talk? Do you realize what it's like NOT to be healthy? And I'm not talking about having the flu for a few days. I'm talking understanding constant pain Do you get it? Because I don't think you do.
I think you have NO IDEA, nor do you care to really HAVE AND IDEA. So maybe you shouldn't open your mouth. Then you don't have to be a rude, thoughtless Healthy person.
Honestly, it doesn't take much effort to be a kind, validating, healthy person.
Cause otherwise, you SUCK!
Love,
Rachel
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Dear vanilla ice cream,
I love you. Oh, I really do. don't tell my doctor, but I can't quit you.
If I'm going to be fat, I'm not going to stop eating you.
mmmm, just writing this makes me want to go for more.
Love,
Rachel
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Dear Ice Cream Cone,
I love you. I love to scoop in on high, with just vanilla. Especially Costco Vanilla.
I love you so much, that I bought 4 boxes of cones at the grocery store last month. The kids and I love a summer afternoon ice cream cone. I love a summer morning ice cream cone. And summer evening. Yum
Grant went to cash and carry and bought a BIG box of those sugar cones. 200. Wow. Lots of ice cream to lick before those go bad. I think that is a goal I can reach.
Love,
Rachel
P.S. if you want us to make you a small box of 20+ sugar cones (the triangle kind), call me!
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Friday, August 7, 2009
Dear YouTube
I love you
You make it so easy to find stuff
Like the music videos of songs I grew up with.
And the music videos of songs that I associate with each one of my kids.
Thanks for making it so easy to embed you into blogs, so I can share my favorite versions with my people.
You rock, really rock.
Love,
Rachel
Dear Julie, (Screen Phone calls)
Remember when we were all grumpy, driving to the witch doctor. Some No Doubt song came on. It reminded me of one of my favorites from the olden days. Back in the 90's peoples pagers or second home phone line answering machines had the middle/end lyrics for their messages.
"No matter matter matter who calls, I screen my phone calls...leave a message and I'll call you back"
That link will send you to the YouTube video (we did have those back in the day)
Hope you have a refreshing weekend,
Love Rachel
Oh, PS, Dear Gwen, we love you, Love, Rachel and Julie
Dear Twilight fan Julie
Enjoy books 3 and 4 and 1.5,
Love
Rachel
Dear Rachel (reading twilight)
Dear Edward, (reading New Moon)
Dear Ingrid Michaelson,
Thank you for your music. The girls in our family love your CD "Girls and Boys". I'm embarrassed that it took me so long to find your website. YOU HAVE SO MANY MORE CD'S!!!
Thank you for inspiring me so many days and night. Comforting me on drives, stuck in traffic. That drive was my longest drive in a year, and it was just to the airport!
Thanks for lyrics that express my heart. Or just make it happy. And for the awesome way the music is built around the lyrics.
Thanks for "The Way I am", which became my last child's birth song. And thanks for the inspiration to finally write a post about my kids birth songs.
You are awesome.
Love, your adoring fan,
Rachel
Friday, July 31, 2009
Dear Grant and Julie,
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Dear Julie,
It was nice of the doctor to come to the house....but even nicer that you would hang out so I couldn't sue for odd behavior.
Do you think it was odd that we talked about speculums infront of him?
Well...regardless, glad that part of our day is over.
Love,
Rachel
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Dear Sharky,
and you are outside barking at god-knows-what.
I like your curly Puggle tail and soft ears,
but for the love of all things holy,
STOP BARKING.
Love,
Julie.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Dear today,
SUCK IT!!!
I'm excited to see Harry Potter 6 though.
but still, you can suck it.
ready for tomorrow.
Love,
Julie
Monday, July 13, 2009
Dear children,
I love you. I miss out on a lot. I could do better. But my eyes work. And my ears work. I love to listen to you play outside. I can tell what you are doing. It makes me so happy to see you work and play together. I love the giggles from little Mark as he plays on the swingset. I can just picture his chubby thighs running. I love that the big kids swing and swing and swing. Looks like we might need to pour some more cement to ancher it!
I know you are growing faster than I'm getting better, but I love you. Pain changes how I show you I love you, but pain doesn't change my heart.
Love,
Rachel
Friday, July 10, 2009
Dear Cake wrecks
We love you. You make us smile, laugh and cringe (but in a good way)
Like this classic cake, for the procreating nerd
And i'm glad I'm past wedding cakes, but this is a warning to Julie. Find a great baker!
Love,
Rachel
Dear Newest Pain Management Doctor,
I hate you. You made me cry for hours yesterday. I thought the worst part about the day would be filling out the paperwork. Detailing my pain, analyzing it for the paper is like setting each pain on fire. Then I had to repeat it all for a nurse to put into a computer. Then I had to tell you again.
Then you described just how I feel.
Sitting by the side of the road in a broken car, while I watch the highway of life pass me by
(YES! Oh, I love you Doctor!)
The pain like a constant drip, drip of water. It's Constancy enough to carve out marble. And now I'm just a hollow marble shell of a person, left empty because the pain has continued, unending, for so long.
(YES YES! I LOVE YOU DOCTOR!)
I didn't want my tomb stone to stay "Died at 30, Buried at 90". If I waited for the pain to be gone to live my life, I would die waiting.
!?!?! WHAT !?!?!
Then you told me that the pain would never go away. If I chose, you could help me 49%. But I would have to give 51%. I would have to slowly get back to life, set a plan and follow it NO MATTER WHAT PAIN I'M IN. If I kept at it, you said I could push pain to the back of my head. All of this would be done without medicine. No more patches. No more nerve pills. No more narcotics. Except...except one thing I refused to try. 2 long acting meds (given just for a short time, to get me going on the program, then taken away for me to live life without them) 2 meds...one that I've tried and was so sick for the 12 hour duration. The other that is so full of negative stories, people who never get off it. Methadone.
Really doctor? REALLY? I'm stuck with this pain for the rest of my life, so live my life with the pain, and a short "training wheel" time with Methadone?
Doctor, I hate you.
I am not that strong. I can't do this without my pills and patches to get me thru the worst hours and days. No more laying around to control the pain??? WTF??? I live laying down so that I can have a life. I am not that strong. There has to be another way, another answer. I'm too young. Can't you do something more to reduce the pain?
I've cried so much, it hurts. Suck it doctor.
Love,
Rachel
Dear Cousin Morgan
We love you. You are the first follower. That makes us feel cool. Thanks for following us. Kiss cute little Peter for us. Yes, he's getting bigger. Compared to walking Mark, he's still a little baby. We LOVE babies.
Love,
Rachel
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Dear today,
it is already 5!
I need to make dinner...pronto...
dumb jet-lag or whatever you call it....
tomorrow will be better.
I guess the coffee doesn't help.
oh well :P
Love,
Julie
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Welcome Home Dear Julie!
Love
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
Dear Julie,
I love you. I love Mondays, when you come back and I get to rest. I love the stories about your weekend. I love that you hit on that guy with the nice "big truck". I love that you eat so healthy. I really rubs off on our family, and not just on the nights that you cook. I love that you drive the kids and often me to doctor appointments.
I'm going to miss you when you leave. Are you sure you have to leave? Have lots of fun :)
Love,
Rachel
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Monday, June 15, 2009
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Dear Julie,
Oh, and that guy with the mustache? I posted his photo in my other blog. You can steal it from there.
Love,
Rachel
Shhh,,,don't tell that I liked the smell of coffee brewing :)
Dear Rachel,
Love,
Julie
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Dear Pandora,
You make me happy, and my days easier, and more enjoyable. Thanks!
Love,
Julie
Monday, June 8, 2009
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
Dear Wendy's New Frosty Ad,
I hate you. I thought the begining was funny, with the twirling workers. But then, oh then, you took your fake boy band and ruined it.
You also took your frosty and ruined it. Add coffee AND toffee? You going to pay for my filling? Any why coffee? NASTY! And toffee? HARD WHEN FROZEN! Maybe it was just cause of the rhyming.
Anyway, I hated your add.
I felt like my eyes had been raped.
I can never eat you again, sweet sweet Wendy's frosty, with hot fries to dip, now that you have ruined your image with that tv add.
Gross!
Love,
Rachel
Dear Julie,
Thanks for making me feel comfortable with Fuck You. It feels great to say it. Too great. I said it too much in my other blog. And we are both fucked for the photos you took of me looking "thoughtful". I just got a call from my inlaws, who got a call from their aunt, who called their cousin, asking what was being done about me being suicidal.
For once someone knew i was suicidal before I did! Wait, I'm still waiting to feel that....hmmm...not there!
Because of the photos, with my anger doctor writing, it was proof enough that I was going to kill myself.
Oh, Julie, you almost lost your job over this, because they asked if someone needed to take the kids to help us, that they could do it for the summer.
I said, nah, we have Julie! Phew, you have a job!
So no more sad photos.
Only naked photos, cause those are always happy!
Love,
Rachel
(Mom, i will stop cursing when God ends his curse on me)
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Dear morning routine,
just keep in mind I don't like you.
Love,
Julie
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Dear gut
I hate you. Please don't make me leave this comfy couch at Leahs and inhabit another bathroom. Please!
Love, Rachel
Sent from my Windows Mobile Phone
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
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Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Dear method cleaning products
Dear method,
I love you. Today was the first day julie cleaned with you. My bathroom is shiny and smells like a spa....mmmm.....cucumber masks! Awesome! But I am extra itchy today. I hope I'm not allergic to your cool cucumber goodness.
Love anyway,
Rachel
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Dear New Blog...I lied
For some reason, you now are working.
Thank you.
I am very excited.
I love you (even though you confuse me)
Love,
Julie
I still love the meal you make daily for me. I love your pot pies.
but... When I buy the costco 8 pack, each pie has half the filling as a single pie from safeway. No where does it talk about the smaller size. That sucks!
The pie size is the same. You just fill it with half the meat and veggies. That is way sneaky, you being sneaky with Coscto. I hate you both.
Love, Rachel
Dear this blog,
I love you.
You let me see inside people's heads and hearts.
That is so cool.
Even though it's blogspot/google....same as Julie's other new blog that she can custimize, BUT NEVER SEE!
I hope more people learn about you and want to write love notes. Because we can have 97 more writters. And you can blog from cell phone, email and online. SO EASY!
Love you, so much, really!
Love,
Rachel
Dear new-blog
so does your "help forum"
because it is NO help.
well done guys.
SUCK IT
Love,
Julie
Monday, May 18, 2009
Dear SeaTac Airport,
With all the energy in my body, I dislike every aspect of you.
Due to miscommunication (and the boyfriend in Boise, with a dead phone) or faith that I retain information (which I don't), I was stuck pacing inside and outside of you. (each way is 1/2 mile, inside 5 times and outside 4), to find Jeremy's family. To my knowledge the flight came in at 10am from Kansas. As I was walking out of your skybridge to my car at noon, Denise shouts my name. I found them, drove 2 hrs to Montesano to drop them off and 2.5 hrs back.
I was downstairs for 2 hours, frantic, paged them twice, and almost in tears. Airport, why didn't you tell me there was an upper arrival section, and that they only had carry-ons? The flight was at 10:30am from Kentucky, but the connection was from Chicago, they were upstairs the whole time (came it at 10:50). And I should have logically been able to come to his conclusion, right? -_-
This will be prevented in the future airport, she now has my number, and Jeremy is home with a charged phone.
The stress you caused me was unnecessary, and mean. I am going on a flight in July....and know the journey through your all-too-big, too-many floors will be much better.
In the mean time, I will dispise you.
If you were'nt so usefull I would wish you would burst into flames.
Love,
Julie
Friday, May 15, 2009
Dear Julie
I love you.
You are a great nanny. A great mom at the moment to 4 kids. A great friend.
Thanks for making my laxitive today, just how I like it....
Mmmm...hot apple juice & Miralax :)
Love,
Rachel
Dear Quad-Grande-Vanilla-Soy-Latte,
Although you are over-priced, once I get the motivation to actually make you at home (who wakes up early to do that? psh...) I will me much happier and save lots of money...
Anywho, Quad-Grande-Vanilla-Soy-Latte,
I love you......very very much.
More than some people....
Love,
Julie
Monday, May 11, 2009
Dear Dr. Hibbert
You are a great surgeon. And you GET IT.
Thanks for understanding chronic pain and narcotic tollerence.
Thanks for not leaving me hanging between surgeries.
Thanks for your very discriptive terms for rectocele symptoms.
It sucks to know that I'll need another surgery. And drink that Half-lightly. *shudder*
But thanks for letting me know now, cause Nanny Julie's happy she has a job for the summer.
I love you,
Love,
Rachel
Dear "House" on Fox
That was a horrible way to leave us hanging for the season.
A narcotic addicted doctor's brain tricking him that his pill container was lipstick?
Do you know how many people are now freaked out, and will call their doctors in the morning?
And ask their loved ones stupid questions to confirm reality?
That was just mean. And stupid.
Love,
Rachel
Dear Windows Parental Controls,
Suck it.
Love,
Julie
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Dear "Because I Said So",
I love you.
Thanks for picking me to be the winner.
I've never been a winner before.
I love feeling of being a winner.
Love,
Rachel
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