Dear Christmas Decorations-
I think you'll make it out of your boxes this year.
No promises though.
thanks for stopping by early with the wii.
We love it and you.
don't tell my mom that we already opened it.
Dear Wii Fit-
Thank you for confirming the fact that I have gained a bajillion pounds.
I appreciate it. I also hate your failure music - because I hear it too often.
Isn't balance something you're born with? well - I don't have it. leave me alone.
Your Christmas music was just what I needed today
while I worked away on my camping chair at the home office.
this whole 'hey-I'm-going-to-make-your-life-hell' thing is getting old.
please heal yourself because I'm pretty sure you're ruining my life.
Dear 25 Main-
I need one of your cupcakes. Stat.
Dear unpacked boxes-
please unpack yourselves,
decorate my walls, and
clean up your mess. kthx.
I love you. But I'd love you even more if
you'd stop hogging the wii and
share the freaking BBQ kettle chips.