Friday Letters

Dear Old Wedding Dress, I’m sorry I mislead you to believe our trip in the car was to begin the necessary cutting and snipping. You were my first love but not the love of my life. It’s not you, it’s me. I promise you’ll make another girl very happy someday. I’m breaking up with you.
Dear New Wedding Dress, Don’t mind the above false sorrows, my heart mended the day I met you. I can’t believe your mine foreeeeeverrrrrrr….like in the movie Sandlot when the Squints says “Forrrrrrrevvvvvver, forrrrrrrreverrrr” in slow motion and all dramatically. 

Dear Palm Springs, I can’t wait to party and sweat in your heat. NOT. Can we please work something out? I’d like to enjoy my spontaneous vacation with my main squeeze.

Dear Fiancé, Thanks for keeping my head above water during this past week. I feel that with you standing by my side there is nothing too bonkers or stressful that I can’t overcome. I’m currently singing a certain song in my head and thinking of you, “So darlin’, darlin’ stand by me, oh stand, stand by me (and I’ll always stand by you) Oh stand, stand by me.”

Dear Sewing Teacher, Thanks for requiring us to bring a mini fortune worth of supplies to class and then having us make something to put them in during a single period. I think I handled it pretty well, especially since I was one of two students who turn in a finished piece.

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Dear  New Followers, I love you and can’t wait to get to know you! Have a great weekend!