I love this family!
Dear Kayla...YAY! She's finally here. Happy Birthday to Elana! Good job mama! Cannot wait to hold this little lady. Dear Gamecocks.....As much as I hate Clemson, I'm realllly going to need you to win against Georgia this week. I cannot listen to "Woof woof woof" from my office mates and, everyone in the general Georgia population for the next year. Dear chick in the office who was interviewing yesterday....there you were sitting all prim in your suit listening to my coworker and I talk about the aforementioned game when you shock-and-awe-style lean around the corner and yell "GO DAWGS!" I admire your passion but seriously...Dear Gamecocks....you've got to win this one.
Dear random girl that does laps around the gym in between sets and does the most ridiculously high box jumps...all at 6am....don't be that girl. No one likes the super peppy chick. Plus it looks like you've had a slow leak on your estrogen levels #buff #notasinvampireslayer Dear Dancing with the Stars....it seems you have lost the interpretation of "star" somewhere. I mean Snooki? Billy Nye the Science Guy...whose next? Kate Gosselin?....oh wait. Dear The Conjuring Previews....Isn't there some kind of law that would prevent you from being played on certain channels....or at least before midnight? I mean
single females children could totally stumble upon that in between their Teen Mom viewing. #nightmaresforlife.
Dear Booty Tooch Workout....you are a whole lot harder than that girl with the yoga ball made you look. The rear raiser and tush tightener were special joys....on that note....Dear Gym Yoga Balls...I have to confess one of my biggest fears is sitting on one of you at the gym and having you pop. I mean, can you think of anything more embarrassing?
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