Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Dear safeway online groceries

Marry me? We will be so happy together! Let me know tomorrow when you deliver my christmas groceries. I'll have a ring ready, because I want you in my life for eternity.

Love,
rachel

Sent from my Windows Mobile Phone

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Dear my left hip tendons and or nerves

Dear hip nerve or tendons,
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,

We will not speak.
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

I love you. Thank you for your peaceful room, bed free of sticky candy, pool with no screaming, and breakfast where I only pick my own food.

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

Kiss kiss

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,

I love you frosting filled doughnuts,
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...)

Monday, December 7, 2009

Dear prescription line, you take too long. Mark offer a nap, hurry it up!

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Dear Acorn Squash Soup

Oh 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

I'm not sure how I feel about you anymore.
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

I love you. I will never use, "I have a headache," to keep you out of my bed.
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