Letters of thanks

Dear Cuties,

   Finally!  A fruit that lasts forever, can be easily peeled by 4 and 5 year old hands, that doesn't need washing, that's healthy, and that doesn't drip or make a mess.  You're fabulous and I appreciate that you come in a bag of 35 at Costco.  I don't even know what you cost, I've never even looked.  It doesn't matter, I'd buy you regardless.  You're fabulous.

Much love,

Ashley

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Dear Washing Machine Lifts,

   You make my lazy life even easier.  Being nearly 6 feet tall and with unexplained inflammation in my body makes bending down for things all day a little rough at times.  You make my life so much easier and I couldn't be more grateful.  Now instead of having to lean over to take clothes from the washing machine to the dryer, I can just stand upright and do it.  You also make the dryer the perfect height for the kids to stand and watch you go 'round and 'round as you dry the clothes.  When one is 19 months old that's a hoot, apparently. 

Much love,

Ashley

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Dear Pandora,

   You are my baking partner, my cooking partner, and you are incredibly genius.  Somedays are a Harry Connick, Jr. day, some days are a BBD day, some days are Toad the Wet Sprocket Day.  You bring it each and everytime.  My baked goods taste better because of you, I'm sure of it. 

Much love,

Ashley

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Dear Random Old Navy Gift Card I Found in my Wallet,

   I have absolutely no idea how long you've been in there or who gave it to me but you were worth $50 and that is just awesome.  I still spent $391 on kids winter clothes, but without you I would have walked out spending over $400 and c'mon.  That's just ridiculous.

Much love,

Ashley

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Dear Cell Phone Battery,

   You suck.  You just do.  I charge you until you're full and after 10 texts you have one bar.  After one 20 minute conversation you shut yourself off.  What the hell?

No love,

Ashley

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Dear Iced Grande Non-fat Toffee Mocha,

   Oh, where shall I start.  I have such a love/hate relationship with you.  You cost me $4.25 four out of seven days a week.  That's right.  Four out of seven.  I haven't thought about the total cost because then I'd feel guilty.  I also haven't looked at your nutrients because, well... then I'd feel guilty.  I pretty much shut my brain off for 20 minutes on those mornings, order it, pay for it, enjoy it, then join the intelligent world again.  It's terrible, I know.  It's also not helping my Weight Watcher effort.  Do they sell sweatshirts that say Body By Starbucks?  If not, they should.  And if you haven't tried this yet, you should.  It's ok, just shut your brain off for a few minutes tomorrow morning and DO IT.

MUCH love,

Ashley