Happy Friday, fabulous friends! Today I'm hoping aboard one of my favorite link-ups I've seen in a while. Friday letters from some of my favorite bloggers keep me amused on Friday's, so I thought I'd jump in a try my luck at them.
Here we go...
Dear rude lady at Walgreens,
Thank you so much for publicly humiliating me yesterday as I was purchasing my bottle of Cupcake Chardonnay. Screaming out for me to get my ID ready when there were still 2 customers ahead of me to check out was like nothing I've ever seen - including when I used to actually buy alcohol underage (Just kidding mom, I never did that...). Also, proceeding to say that I look 15 was the cherry on top. Cue bright red Whitney face.
And no, I don't care that I'll appreciate it when I'm your age.
Dear Boss,
Having yesterday off was really fantastic until you text me telling me I needed to come in today. You're lucky I woke up in an exceptional mood or I would have been a nightmare to deal with.
Dear 25th Birthday,
I really thought I was warming up to you until that Walgreens woman brought to my attention that I am turning 10 years older than 15. If my boyfriend wasn't planning a thousand things to make you fun, I may have ended up crying in a dark corner. I really don't feel 25 and I'm certainly not where I always thought I'd be at 25. Ho hum.
Dear Pumpkin Head Ale sign at Publix,
Seeing you this morning sent a little spark through my core. I can't wait to be reunited with Pumpkin Head. I love you. Seriously, I love you.
Dear Sweet Sebby boy,
Mommy is really sorry she hasn't got you a haircut yet. If I do say so myself, you are rocking those 80's bangs though.
Thank you so much for publicly humiliating me yesterday as I was purchasing my bottle of Cupcake Chardonnay. Screaming out for me to get my ID ready when there were still 2 customers ahead of me to check out was like nothing I've ever seen - including when I used to actually buy alcohol underage (Just kidding mom, I never did that...). Also, proceeding to say that I look 15 was the cherry on top. Cue bright red Whitney face.
And no, I don't care that I'll appreciate it when I'm your age.
Dear Boss,
Having yesterday off was really fantastic until you text me telling me I needed to come in today. You're lucky I woke up in an exceptional mood or I would have been a nightmare to deal with.
Dear 25th Birthday,
I really thought I was warming up to you until that Walgreens woman brought to my attention that I am turning 10 years older than 15. If my boyfriend wasn't planning a thousand things to make you fun, I may have ended up crying in a dark corner. I really don't feel 25 and I'm certainly not where I always thought I'd be at 25. Ho hum.
Dear Pumpkin Head Ale sign at Publix,
Seeing you this morning sent a little spark through my core. I can't wait to be reunited with Pumpkin Head. I love you. Seriously, I love you.
Dear Sweet Sebby boy,
Mommy is really sorry she hasn't got you a haircut yet. If I do say so myself, you are rocking those 80's bangs though.
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