Friday Letters

Dear Nicky Flash, I love you!!!  But you’re pretty dramatic… I don’t let you run around with a soda can and you’re throwing yourself to the ground crying then you start laughing then you cry again??  I mean- I’ll help you, I’ll hide the can so you forget about it, I’ll let you work it out yourself, I’ll distract you, whatever you need.

Dear Smellen, I’m excited for you to run errands with Nicky Flash and me tomorrow – I know NF is excited too!

Dear Lady who almost hit my car, I was totally unaware of my incredible driving reflexes I demonstrated this morning.  Who backs up without looking at that speed?  I was able to swerve, avoid you smashing into my car, and a get a tiny toot honk in there (not too aggressive).  I could tell you were mortified.  That’s why I gave a little, ‘everything’s fine since nothing technically happened’ wave, and drove off.  The last thing you probably needed was some crazy lady screaming at you about how you ALMOST hit their car.  (I’ve had people do that to me, and it’s uncomfortable, embarrassing, and just plain terrible).  So it’s all good!  But I really hope that never happens again.

Dear Coffee, I really love you.

Dear NFL draft, WHO CARES.  I can’t stand college football, unless it’s Syracuse… so I pretty much don’t know who any of these guys are… and it goes on forever.  I can look up who my favorite NFL team drafted later, when it’s over.

Dear Fantasy Football, should I do you this year?  Will the boys allow me in?  I’ve won in the past, but maybe since the last season I played I had a BABY during it (and lost), they won’t remember how serious I am about it, they’ll let me back in, and I will win!  Or do I just want to seperate myself from all the FF and hide like I did last season?  I’ve got time to figure it out.

Dear TV shows we’re losing this year,

• Dear 30 Rock, I’ll miss you.  You left at a good time.
• Dear Don’t Trust the B, WHHHHHYYYYY you left me too soon!!!  Whhyy!?  And I’ll never know what happens!!
• Dear Breaking Bad, you were one crazy show.
• Dear The Office, I love you, I stuck with you until the very end.  I feel horrible saying it… you should have ended when Michael Scott left Dunder Mifflin.
• Dear Private Practice, how did this grey’s spin off last so long?  Sorry, I didn’t ever watch you.

Dear ABC’s Nashville, 4 more episodes left in season 1.  I can’t WAIT for the finale!  Wait, yes I can… then I have to wait all summer for it to come back on again.

Dear Mindy Kaling, I think you’re great!