I was just about to let this Friday go unblogged, but I've been 'accidentally' coming in to work earlier than I ever thought I could and I have some time to kill ... and I guess, a few things to get off my chest ... all good stuff though. Kinda. I love Fridays. Fridays mark the end of the week, Fridays mark the day I get to wear jeans to the office (although I will admit I liked wearing jeans a who lot more 20lbs ago ... ), and Fridays mark Letters of Intent day. Head on over to Foursons blog to read more letters, or to add your own (I say that as if there are so many more reading my letter that didn't find it through Julie to begin with ..... I can imagine can't I?)
Dear Calgary Weather,
I heart you! I got to wear capris the other day. Sure it was freezing and those without garages had to scrape the frost off their windshields the very next day, but it's capri weather again today! Sweeet. I know you had to throw that frosty day in the week to remind us how bad we could have it right now. Thanks for keeping us on our toes. And thanks for the sunny days and the warm chinooks in November. This will not go unappreciated.
Dear Girl that cleans my house,
I'm sure happy that you're the anal neat freak of the family. I don't know how I ended up being the slob, but it obviously worked out for the best. My house smells so nice, my bathrooms are sparkly, and my stove looks as if T-Bone never cooked on it before.
I heart you! And your hair does look fabulous when you leave it to dry curly. It looked fur-izzy yesterday, that flat iron will kill it. And also, stop leaving your eye-liner shavings on the bathroom counter, Girl that cleans my house had a hard time getting it off.
Dear lady that came in to work drunk today,
You might not want to leave your desk or answer your phone or do much else. Umm, yeah don't know what else to say about that ....
Dear noon hour poker players,
I think I heart you the most. 4 hours to go ... shuffle up n' deal ....
In yo face bitches!
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