Again I'm late for Friday, as always...I know it kind of looks that way to all of you, but seriously, with Mr.B. on 3rd shift, my late nights seem like my usual evening hours. Really, it's honest!
Without further ado, (did I spell that correctly?) let's move on to my favorite link-up, Friday Letters...
Dear Sweets, what is up with my insatiable addiction to you lately? I swear, I feel a massive heart attack or diabetes coming on really soon - it's bad when I feel the need to tell myself NO because I can't seem to get enough of you lately.
Dear Non-Hormonal IUD, stop playin'! Nuff said! :)
Dear Blog Readers, Thanks for continuing to read after my last letter!No, seriously, thanks for reading - makes the whole "blog thing" really worth it!
Dear Exclamation point, Where would my stop points be without you? I swear I sometimes (OK most of the times) forget there's still a "." lurking somewhere on my keyboard and I can't help but to use you ALL the time!!! <---see what I mean! <---(again)
Dear Mr.B., I love you, duh. I know you feel like you're just a working maSHEEN and that you just get to come home for sleeping only, but I am proud that you got overtime this week for such a good cause. Now if anyone falls down, busts open their knee and loses consciousness, you'll be glad you took those classes, right?! I'm proud of you anyhow, and yes, the paychecks help *wink*. Kidding. Ok, no, I'm not.
Dear Mackie, thank you for keeping me in stitches. You, my dear, are so incredibly smart and funny, to boot! I love when anyone who meets you (strangers and such) they tell you "Oh, you are sooo cute" and your response every time, without skipping a beat is, "I know I am so cute!". Man, I've taught you well, my child!
Dear Brooklyn, What's with those poops?! C'mon, give mommy (and your cloth diapers) a break already!! But, I guess your cute "Hai Da-da" *with a wave*, makes up for it. I love that you are becoming more of a daddy's girl rather than a sewed-to-my-ass-mama's-girl. :)
Dear Sister, My GAWD, I'm up way past my bedtime laughing my ass off (all by myself, which is kinda creepy) because you got me HOOKED to reading THIS site. Holy Lordy, I wondered if I was the only one thinking there were an awful lot of "Fauxtogs" out there now. And I always wondered why having a new fancy schmancy D-SLR cam made someone a "Photographer". Aye! That site is sooo great! Thank you for that...it's been a fun evening laughing by myself, but also hearing you laugh in my head right along with me :). Care to take an awkward family photo for me?
Dear My Life, Geez, how did you get so good so fast!? I love this whole "Cloud 9 Feeling" all of the time. It's fab.
Dear Mr.B.'s Work Schedule, Can you please hurry up & change? We'd love to have daddy home and sleeping the same time as us so we can stop being teased with knowing he is home but we can't play with him or talk to him because he's off limits and sleeping in bed. M'Kay, thanks.