Dear Twiggy,
Why must you use the litter box every time I have company over? I appreciate that you are so comfortable with your bodily functions, but really, it's unladylike to stink up the whole house like that. How embarrassing.
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Dear Twiggy,
Why must you use the litter box every time I have company over? I appreciate that you are so comfortable with your bodily functions, but really, it's unladylike to stink up the whole house like that. How embarrassing.
Dear Lucy Doofus. Please stop staring at the visiting cat. She's going hoarse from growling at you. When are you going to get a clue?
Cat Sitter
Dear whoever:
I don't know what happened, but THANK YOU!
For the weather, for my luck, for smoothing out the bumps, even them huge ones, for being able to go kayaking with my dh on silkysmooth water before work yesterday morning :), and rock climbing the same afternoon in golden afternoon sun, for just making life simple and sweet. For friends who are glad to see me, and old friends become new.
For as long as it lasts, I'm grateful :)
Dear Fate:
It is not funny to kill the transmission in my Bike/Fish Mobile when my husband is trying to get back from his mom's house to rejoin the last day of his male-bonding fishing trip. He's spent the last couple days dealing with an obstinate selfish aging mother while missing a couple of days from a 25+ yr old annual ritual with friends he only sees once a year because this family meeting just had to be scheduled this week instead of next. So it's 4 pm in Pocahello* on a Friday. Could you have made it any closer to the weekend? Or ruined anymore of his very special trip?
SK
*No insult intended to residents of southeastern Idaho. I love it there. Except when the car dies and home is 600 miles away and he has a friend with him he has to get home.
Dear Fate:
One last thing that I forgot. Did you have to send his credit card on an unchaperoned shopping spree in Ohio?
I'm not sure this is going to go down as one of his better vacations. Memorable, but not better.
~SK
Dear fate,
Its bad enough that I am struggling with school and ADD, Chronic fatigue and dealing with emotional abuse therapy( for me); but did you have to steer me into buying a plane ticket for wrong date I cannot cancel, a big hole I cut into my new ran cycling pants when opening the parcel and the shoe that fell at work and cut my face? Also, my psycho mom is stalking me on facebook and writing cruel and odd comments, what is with that?
Im very happy you sent that nice man to help fix that flat, and that the bike shop was two blocks . Also that my new friend just happened to be walking home from her ( flooded ) work today by chance.
Please , please let me study in peace. I think I may even start to retain some knowledge. Please let counseling go ok, without too much crying.
I really would be so happy if the run pf bad luck could just stop and nice things happen, please?
love,
cycle goddes
Dear CG,
A big hug. Keep looking out for the good things. That's the key. Suddenly, you'll realize you have a lot to be happy about.
RR
Dear fellow volunteer,
Why do you agree to take on a job and then do not do what you have volunteered to do? I guess you just don't like to tell people no, but then when you do not do the job, it causes more difficulties than if you had just said no to begin with. Then we could have found someone else who actually would do what they had signed up for! Now there is no time to find anyone else. I am in the uncomfortable position of having to nag you like I'm your mother instead of a fellow volunteer, or else just doing the blasted thing myself.
Dear obnoxious teenagers in the big honkin' pickup truck with the big honkin' trailer,
Did you really need to follow me for 140 km on the freeway, alternatively tailgating me and cutting me off, and driving at dangerously high speeds to catch up to me again when I left you behind after you stopped for gas?
The crude signs in your window also defy explanation.
Please get a job. Or go to school. Or find some way to stop wasting the valuable resources that have been given to you. And try not to kill anyone in the process.
Thanks.
NbyNW
Dear Herald,
I know you don't feel good, but you need to eat, and you have to let me give you your insulin shot. Food + shot, they go together. We can get your blood surar stablized, then you'll feel better, and hopefully your neuropathy will improve. Or are you telling me you really don't feel good, you're tired, and we need to make one final trip to the vet?
(((((((((Beth & Herald))))))))
Dear Bumpkin,
Have a wonderful trip! I miss you!
-tulip
Dear Rescue Workers in Sumatra(and Samoa) & good thoughts,
Can you please work a miracle & find my co-workers relatives alive?? Please??
Dear Earthquakes & Tsunamis,
Umm, do you mind? I think Sumatra, Banda Aceh & other areas of the Pacific have had enough. No more for the year please. Thank you though for doing this AFTER Ramadan, my co-worker appreciated it.
Dear RAAF & RNZAF-thank you for being quick of the mark & getting supplies in ASAP.
We on the Gulf coast of the US have breathed a sigh of relief that we escaped a year without hurricanes. I certainly feel for those in the Pacific islands effected by the recent tsunamis. Rogue waves are nasty things.
Many thanks to the rescue and relief workers that are working to get there quickly. And will continue to work hard and methodically to help out, rescue, clean up, and rebuild.
Dear Newbie Cycling Friend who chooses not to heed my advice about properly inflating tires,
Yeah, I inflate my tires just for show. I'm making all the benefits of it up. It really doesn't make my ride faster and handling safer. I just do it so I can waste some time before going out for my dreaded ride. :rolleyes:
Sincerely,
the one on the other end of the line saying "I told you so" when you get your pinch flat.
Dear Mosquitos,
I know you sneak in on Nala's fur when I let her back in the house after her evening bathroom run.. but would you please stop biting me on my thighs and behind my knees while I sleep??? I know a small little critter like yourself has to eat too, and if I was awake, I'd kill you, but waking up with itchy welts is driving me mad. :mad:
If you end up having to make a decision between Seattle and Walla Walla - we have very, very few mosquitos over here on the west side :D (I'm from the east coast and when we moved here I thought people were *crazy* because no one has screens - turns out you don't actually need them unless you are needing to keep cats in)
um, screens are good to keep out yellow jackets and flies though! you're right, I was surprised to find no one around here had screens either when i moved in!
Dear Cycling goddess,
thank you for that nice man who fixed my flat( even though it pinched and blew out again. It wasnt his fault, it was too windy to do it properly.)Also those crazy group ride people who thought it was a good idea to ride in a blowing gale with hail and sleet. It was fun!
Also triple big good stuff to my good friend who sent me a message , telling me that the bike race I was sad I couldnt go to, started near a point I could actually get to( rather than in bloody whoop - whoop, with no buses near the time I needed ) and please send the local govt a big hug , cos they just started a bike bus about the time I need to get a lift to race, so I can actually ride in it without getting cardiac arrest.
love
your devoted follower
Kerry
Dear Roof Repair Estimate Man -
Thanks for showing up 1.5 hours early for our appointment last night. That was so nice of you to call. :rolleyes: I really didn't want to get a good ride in last night before dark when my kiddos were saftely at my mom's house. Because you were so nice to sit on the front porch and talk my ear off, I only got to ride for 18 whole minutes. Sorry that we will never see you again. ;)
Annie, how long ya been in Florida? You're lucky if a repair person shows up at all...
You are so right!! I have lived here since 1984. We just recently purchased this house (our first) and the repair people have been coming out of the wood works. My doorbell rings all the darn time. I am sure that they will be back. ;-)
Dear Ankle--
You are officially warned (again). Stop hurting. You haven't given me trouble for three years--and that was when I was fencing regularly. What have I done to you? Behave, or we're taking you to health services. Talk to right big toe about how that went.
Dear Cycle Goddess,
can you please send me a magic faiery to take me home from the Tour de femme( If I ride) as I found out that the bus I could ride home on, doesnt start for another 20 days after! #$%^
I really cant( as much as I want to) ride to the bus stop, get a part way ride, ride to the race, race 22 km, then ride to the bus, then ride home from the stop. I tried that , by riding to work, then working all day on feet and then riding home. I almost threw up and nearly fainted 3 km from home. I really dont like that much.:eek:
And I swear I will never eat sugar again:rolleyes:( I hope) if you will make me better from Chronic fatigue, for Aus Ride to Work day four days from now. I know I am allergic to it but its...its... hard! I really need to be better, as I am a sponsor, there is free fod in the park next to my work and I can check out all the cool bikes and hot guys legs:rolleyes:, while I stuff my face full of bananas!!
love
your devoted follower
Kerry
dear cough/sore throat/congestion/headache/sluggishness/achiness;
Enough!!
To the dear teenage boy who said, "Go granny go" as I rode by this morning. Thank you.
You're right. I'm old enough to be a granny. I'm overweight. I was in my granny gear. I didn't have enough breath left to snark at you.
But you've inspired me. One of these days I'm going to be a stronger rider. And I'm going to be watching for you. :)
Dear coaches, captains and mentors. Hope you're having a great time in Istanbul, while those of us trying to train without your guidance get ready for the Nike, Big Sur and Honolulu marathons. What would make you think it was OK to volunteer to work with the fall season team, then concentrate on your own marathon training and disregard the team. You canceled our track training sessions two months early, so you could go to Turkey.
I'm sure the Shoes and Gear clinic would have been really helpful to our new team members at the beginning of the season. Why is it scheduled for the end of October, when most of us have completed our events?
Yeah, I'm throwing you all under the bus on the end of season evaluation.
Dear Stinkbugs,
Get out of my car! Go back to wherever, you invasive stinky creatures!
Dear work MGMT,
Whatever died in our office ceiling over the weekend - WONT GO AWAY! Its dead, it smells - why wont you send someone to fetch it?:eek::confused:
I had to clean up blood, from that poor lady that fell down the escalator, :(BECAUSE SOMEONE LEFT IT ALL OVER FLOOR, smearing it with paper towels and hiding it with a fixture - ewwww!! I cleaned it up and I am not mgmt and not first aid!
Im not going up there and getting it out and i:mad:f I have to, Im leaving it in the MGMT OFFICE!!!
I MEAN IT.
I love you guys but you suck.
signed disgruntled co worker
Dear me.
Pick something, already!
Me.
Dear MGMT,
we still want that rat removed. Im sure that over the weekend, it will get worse.
So we have installed fans to blow the smell into the hallway and thus, out the door to the selling floor.:D
I am hoping its moldering ceiling insulation from the crappy builders who made this place( and indeed ,the rest of the mall that periodically floods).
This sucks!
signed disgruntled co worker
Dear LBS,
When I asked if you could remove my crank you said sure. When I asked you if you wanted to give me a ticket for my frame (to charge me) you said no - I'll take care of it. So why did you charge me $42 to remove it without calling me?! You knew it was on ebay and now I'm loosing money on it. I am angry - but mostly at myself for not making sure it was crystal clear. I'm peeved at you for not calling to make sure it was ok to take it off at that price knowing I was selling it via auction.
Lesson Learned
To the moron in the large crew cab truck:
Dear Fellow employee
I am so glad that you are so excited about coming to work that you had to pass me this morning. I was, after all, going the speed limit but you were in such a rush to do your job that you passed me anyway, on that blind curve. I can't tell you how surprised I was when a scant 200 feet later you parked!
You should know that I love to ride my bike in the plant because the speed limit is either 5 mph or 15 mph and I can ride the speed limit (yeah, I know, LIMIT means I can ride slower than that too, but I digress) just like the rest of the traffic. I found it amusing as well that before you could turn off the road to park you had to slow down for a forklift - he was going the speed limit too.
I really hope you pursue the rest of your work day with the same enthusiasm
yours truly,
that bicyclist you passed this morning.
Dear biking lady who pulled out in front of my car this afternoon,
If I were not a cyclist myself, paying extra attention to you due to your unique riding style, (that's me being kind :rolleyes:) you would most likely have been run over. Of course, that probably would have meant your end, since you weren't wearing a helmet. I do appreciate the embarrassed "sorry" you cried out after your blunder. We all have to start somewhere. We all make mistakes. I only hope you live to ride another day.
Next time you see a deer in the field on the other side of the road and decide to make a u-turn to get a better look, check for oncoming vehicles first. Get a helmet, and have someone who knows how to ride a bike give you a lesson. Right now, you're a hazard.
Dear self,
next time you choose to be so ill, please dont pick the cabin at the top of the hill.
Dear Today,
Stop being so crappy. It's only 9:00am. I'm not happy that my parents need to have their olllld dog (from when I was in high school) put down, and I'm not happy that my insulin pump threw an error code and is being replaced under warranty *again*.
Please tell me that Tomorrow will be my friend.
Becky
Dear Universe,
thank you for my awesome boyfriend and and my gal pal Sal who sends me cards from her vacations when I am sick.
But please, keep the earwigs out of my bed!! ( How did it get in?)
love
Bike goddes
ps please let me be well by next weekend, so I can ride in the Tour deFemme, its only 22 km . I did a yoga class and a 12 km ride today so If I dont get sick, I may be well by then.