Dear This Picture....you have absolutely no relevancy to this post but I think you are hilarious. Dear swimsuit bottoms I bought for Vegas...Either the model who had you on has the butt the size of a peach or mine is infinitely larger than I thought. Here I was thinking I purchased a bikini cut only to have a thong show up. Vegas or not, you are being returned tomorrow because that is just inappropriate on a multitude of levels. Dear Book Club...Even though I only read about 8 pages of the assigned book in the two months I had (I can safely say all college study skills have gone down the drain), you are never a disappointment. The next book is only 250 pages and has pictures. I am hopeful. Dear Ashley...I truly thought you were getting better at this whole direction thing but...75 minutes to get to book club and a swing by the Braves stadium which is actually about 6 miles in the opposite direction, has proven this is not the case. God bless the GPS. Amen. Dear This Week....If you were a place, you'd be hell. That is all. #bringontheweekend Dear the Jump Rope....I jumped you 15 times. FIFTEEN. Considering my average for my whole life is about two jumps, I think this is my sign to join a professional jump rope group.
Happy Friday Muffinheads!
Friday's Letters developed by Ashley Slater