Dear DD I'm glad you are having so much fun at gymnastic camp this week. I like it even better that you can say you are tired and don't give me a hard time going to bed really early. 6:45 in bed and out like a light by 7 is really early especially when I'm waking you after 8 in the morning. Keep having fun! Mom
Dear DH Have fun this weekend paintball and white water kayaking. I know you will stop and see your dad since you are going over the mountain to do this fun stuff. I totally am anticipating you to be in a crank pot mood when you get home. This will be exasperated by the fact that DD and I actually have plans to go do stuff and not just sit at home and chill. Wife who isn't looking forward to Sunday night when you get back.
I thought you had a sensor so you wouldn't close the sliding door on people and fingers?
Making a service call
Dear Neighbors,
This was not how I wanted to start our night with little fingers stuck in a van door. Please keep your dog out of our garage.
Not a fan of roaming dogs when my three year old is terrified
Dear DD2,
You are a rock star and the toughest kid I know. You barely even cried while your fingers were slammed and stuck in the fricken car door. You just taught yourself to ride a bike with no training wheels in one shot. The one time you fell off, it was head first over the handle bars with the bike landing on top of you and you stood up and got right back on without a peep. I'm in awe of you
Post by covergirl82 on Jul 18, 2018 13:22:55 GMT -5
Dear DS,
How are you going to be 9 already tomorrow? The years are going way too fast, but I'm thankful you are still my loving and sweet boy who still calls me "mommy."
Dear bosses, Yes. We did it. We pulled off an awesome party for 150 people in 48 hours. But maybe let's plan a little better next time. Events can seem "random" to the general population, but we can be planning behind the scenes. My team would really appreciate that... Our production basically ground to a halt this week. Signed, Type A & Very Busy
Chill the fk out. Your son is taking all 5 kids to the park and out for lunch. Dh is dropping them off after volleyball. Don't call me freaking out about when they will be there. A) You are not involved in this plan. B) I am at work, therefore, not involved in this plan. This is why you are a gigantic witch by the time they leave. Also, we are cooking supper for everyone tonight. I don't care that you aren't coming. You don't have to tell me three times you are not coming so that you can put your feet up, because you are so stressed and exhausted. No sympathy because you do it to yourself. By the way, they have only been here 5 days. 15 more to go.
Signed daughter who is not going to make your 500 emergencies the next 2 weeks, her emergencies.
Dear DD, I think we are related...if you truly tore your calves, we are going to have to figure out how to get you to listen to your body and not focus only on winning. Last year when you entirely tore your quads I was worried - now that you can’t walk because of your calves I think we have a bigger problem. I obviously don’t know how to do this myself so can’t tell you (hello thigh stress fracture and arm separation).
And....we are going for an MRI tomorrow if you aren’t radically improved after I drive your sister to volleyball camp today. Go to bed - I won’t be home until super late - if you can walk you are going to regular camp tomorrow but soccer training is probably done.
Post by justcheckingin73 on Jul 18, 2018 14:55:41 GMT -5
Side note: we are starting the process of redoing our kitchen and floors and are about to sign off on the plans to start work. My parents have always been DIYers and know A LOT about redoing houses and materials used, etc. so I reach out to them for their knowledge and opinions.
Dear Mom,
I do value your opinion but I think you forget what an opinion is sometimes and you go into your know-it-all territory which I do my best to avoid. I told you that I liked the look of an “eased” edge countertop and your response is that it might get chipped and you’re leaning toward the double roundover. OK. And I asked if you knew which was better between a laminated edge and a mitered edge. I told you I Googled it so telling me what the actual definition of each is doesn’t help me.
And yes, I know that my new cabinet is not flush with the window like the other cabinet is but if it were, I’d never be able to reach inside of it due to the countertop. I don’t care.
Love, Your DD who misses you but is sometimes glad you don’t live near me since you’d be offering ALL of your opinions
P.S. Between you and Dad, I figured out a long time ago where I got my “everything must be perfect” kind of mental attitude. It’s exhausting.
Dear New Migraine Meds, Please work, I am tired of all of this. Also, please let's not do the side effects that the pharmacist mentioned to me. Some of those sound potentially worse than migraines. Signed, Just want my head to stop hurting
Dear Parents, I am so pumped that you are moving to a town over from us. The kids are pumped too. It will be okay with the movers and everything, you got the house sold, and now the truck is coming next week. Just try not to stress out. Signed, Excited that you will be local.
Dear Sis Congrats on getting your very own house. But can the drama about said house now stop. You sign on the 27th and already want to do way too many things that all cost lots of money. You are going to have a giant rude awakening on how much stuff actually costs so tone down the drama Please Big Sis
Dear SIL- the scales have fallen from your eyes. I don’t know why you thought you would make money or break even with your destination wedding. That’s not how it works, and I understand you are cheap and wanted it to be that way. I don’t feel too bad for you money wise though since lately you’ve been going to Europe yearly.
Most people don’t want to drive 4+ hours or fly then pay $$$ a night just to go kayaking and swimming and hiking with you a day before your wedding. unfortunately you have finally started to realize what gigantic pains in the butt most people are- several people canceling their cabins now and arriving days later. I am afraid you might have some last minute cancellations and you will also be footing the bill for their cabins as well.
I mean if we complain about RSVPs for birthday parties here you must be living in fresh hell. Good luck because while we will never be BFFs, I know how infuriating planning a wedding can be.
Dear Camp- I think I might be sorry I switched DD. I’ll check in on her soon.
Dear DD - for the love help your mom out and get ready in the morning. For.the.love!
Dear DS- I can’t micromanage everything. If you have a field trip then wear your t shirt. You knew you had a field trip so.... what happened?
Dear committee- wow that was a meeting- wow. Well I mean it was good but I am glad it is over. Hard to go back after the committee chair passed away last month.
Dear DH- I don’t even know what to say. I hope you do well on Friday. I hope you hear from your boss. You have a decision to make and I’m not going to make it for you. It’s yome to decide what do you want job wise?
Post by traveltheworld on Jul 18, 2018 17:24:54 GMT -5
Dear Boss,
We need to hire more people. We were already short-staffed, and now one more person quit. Please, just go through the pile of CVs. I promise there are some good ones in there. We are a prestigious company in a lucrative field. There's got to be some good candidates. Just pick some and start interviewing.
Signed, Tired employee
Dear Self,
This is still better than private practice. Just keeping repeating that.
Dear Starbucks, You are a rare treat for me because you're so expensive. When I was there this morning I watched the woman at the register mess up literally every order that came through, including mine. You even remade my order. I just got to work and took a sip. It's still wrong. I ordered a plain iced coffee with some cream! How do you screw that up?! Time to find some new employees... Signed, Broke from bad coffee
I know two birthday parties in the same weekend was crazy. But thank you for showing up. To stand around and have a conversation with a pediatrician, a nurse practitioner, one in house counsel like me, and one owner of her own law firm just felt so good. You guys make me feel less alone, and I am so thankful for you.
Lonely Mom Who Was So Glad To See You Guys
Dear Hubs:
We gotta get crackalacking on cleaning the house! We have people coming over next weekend to swim and eat food and drink!
This house is a little bit of a money pit. Let’s prioritize, yeah? And by prioritize, I don’t mean spending $10k to deck out the living room with a tv and furniture.
Signed, The lady who is currently buying store brand generics of everything, including nasty ass small curd cottage cheese when I’d prefer Daisy. Oh yeah, and buying box wine.
PS: I know it’s a small deal, but 4% fat large curd cottage cheese FTW. (Maybe a FFFC?)
You have been intent on making things difficult for yourself since the womb. There have been several surgeries and hospitalizations to keep you alive and now this.
He swallowed a $1 coin, y’all. We have told him 8 billion times to not put coins in his mouth. He is 7, so not a baby that puts everything in his mouth. It got stuck in his esophagus and luckily he could breath but was in a lot of pain. So we rushed him to the nearest hospital which is about 15 minutes away. About 2 minutes from the hospital he started vomiting (in the new car) and then announces the coin was out.
Since we are basically at the hospital at this point we pull into ER and look in the vomit and sure enough was the coin. We looked a bit of a scene there, but everyone else was having real issues in the ER so we were ignored except one security guard asked and said good glad the coin is out before getting in the hospital. We were clomping through getting DS washed off and multiple paper towels for the car. He appears to be completely fine now.
He was crying and really upset when it was in his esophagus and I am kind of like you did what now? He thought he was going to die, and I am like you are not going to die just keep breathing.
Post by ilovelucyvv on Jul 23, 2018 8:16:08 GMT -5
waverly, wow that sounds really scary. I am glad your son is okay. My DS still puts too many things in his mouth at 3 and it makes me nervous sometimes.
Yeah it was terrifying. We thought he was OK because he was breathing and crying and talking etc. But we just didn't know if it would move in such a way to cause a problem with all of that. We are lucky that it went a little farther down into the esophagus and didn't choke him where the windpipe comes in.
Dear DH What a great morning! You put gas in my car? And realized that it felt weird because you haven’t done that in years? And you said that? I hope this is the start of a great week before vacation.
However, if you say again that the dog seems fine I will lose my mind. This is one of the hardest things I have ever done. Next time she can’t get up in the middle of the day and lays on the floor crying I am going to FaceTime you. She is suddenly rallying but she is still totally not ok. And she’s so sad.