Letters to the universe 1.24

Dear Maryland: See you tonight.  I know you're in the middle of a snow storm and it's in the teens but please take it easy on me.  I can almost feel the bitter cold just imagining getting off the airplane.  I will try my hardest not to compare you to California once I get back but just know that I still can't believe that people actually choose to live there if given the choice. 

{my front yard last night}
Dear Delta: You failed us pretty bad this time around.  Between the plane being turned around and sent back to the airport and then delayed for hours and lost luggage the first time around to the CANCELLED flights home today, you pretty much sucked big time but thank you for leaving me stranded at home and not at my connecting flight destination.

Dear Eva: I am a little scared to learn that you inherited your Dadda's need for speed.  We are in trouble in 14 years (unless of course you also inherited your Dadda's love of stealing family members cars to joyride through the neighborhood.  In that case, I am scared for us in 10 years).

Dear Husband: Thank you for being so patient.  And for working everyday so I can take off to play with my sisters for weeks at a time.  And for pretending I am not a huge, lumpy, cellulitey mess when I say things like, "OMG, I am so f ing huge already".  And letting me stay home with my babies.  And for never giving me a hard time about anything.  Ever.

Dear Bethenny Frankel and Jason: Keep it together.  Don't use your kid as a weapon in your divorce.  How about instead of trying to "win" the divorce, you put your daughters needs and best interests first and stop fighting over her.  Idiots.

Dear wine: I miss you.