Dear So and So

[KSH]

dear sister,

thanks for coming up to visit me in beautiful alaska and making it the worse week. your attitude the whole time was bad. you didn't even want to try and enjoy yourself. you made quite the impression on the town when asked what you thought of it here and first thing was "i coudln't live here". all you wanted to do was sit inside, play solitare and watch twilights zone reruns. even though we had the best weather the whole time you were here.

and thanks for even trying to watch the tour de france with us. you didn't even give it a chance. (for the record i do think men in pink jerseys are sexy!) what's with the snide little comments anyhow?

glad you got on the plane to visit some girl you've never met in anchorage. you were more happy about a few hours with her in the city, then the whole time with me enjoying what bush alaska has to offer.

sincerly,
your little sister
(who is enjoying life far more than you ever will!)

ps- thank you bear gods for having the beautiful bears come out when the time was right, and not to close. i enjoyed seeing the bears, even if my sister didn't.

Is your sister my Mother?

Well, keep enjoying life up there and let her be miserable.

[chickwhorips]

snap - i'm in a bush town called cold bay. its the last "city" at the tip of the penninsula before the aleutian islands start.

nanci - no i'm not to worried. if the did try to attack us they would get less than 60 people. i figure they would go for anchorage if they wanted to hit alaska.

ksh - thanks! i will keep enjoying it up here and rub it in her face to.... na i'm not like that. i just know it kills her that i'm happy. i don't have to say a word.

the sad thing is i've had everyone in town ask me if she's always in a bad mood or just like that when she met them. poor thing can't even crack a smile.

anyone that is a happy person and can smile is more than welcome to come and visit me!

[crazybikinchic]

Dear new sister-in-law,

I am so glad that you thought your "fit" little self could beat the fat sister-in-law at riding bikes. What really beat me down was the fact that after a mile and a half, you had to stop and get off your bike. Then there's the 8 miles in an hour and 20 minutes. HELLO!!!! (I now know how my coaches used to feel when they would have to slow down to 15 mph ). Next time dear sister-in-law, don't judge a person because they are fat. Remember how your fat sister-in-law smoked you when you encouraged her to ride at her normal pace. By the way, your 'fat' husband (not fat, all muscle) losing weight (no longer working out) is going to get him killed when he is out arresting some punk. Hope you enjoy his money while you can.

[chickwhorips]

dear sister (again),

are you two or 41? who hangs up on someone in such a childish mannor and then turns off their cell phone? kinda sucks when someone confronts you on your childlike attitude doesn't it? grow up and be your age. you are a mother of two teenagers so act like it. they need a mother, not a friend or a mother that acts younger than them.

grow up!

[salsabike]

Dear Current Administration,

Nanci is not the only one who's worried about North Korea. Lots of us are. Are any of YOU paying attention? Any ideas that might actually prove useful? Your citizens are anxiously awaiting some kind of constructive response on your part. Any time now would be good.

[KnottedYet]

Dear Disturbed Co-Worker,

Your obsession with me is unhealthy. You need counselling. Your constant complaining about me to everyone is disrupting the clinic. Telling staff that it's all me, and you aren't doing anything to cause this, falls flat when they realize I never complain about you or speak badly about you. Telling patients I put electrodes on them wrong, or saying "Why did she do that?" "Why did she use 4 instead of 2 today?" "She put those in a weird place" is extremely unprofessional. Bear in mind that I am your superior, though I treat you as an equal because you are very good at your job.

Today one of the therapists begged me to do something about you. Tomorrow I will talk to one of the owners of the clinic about you.

And thank you for not calling me at home again and being abusive for 49 minutes.

You need help, and it's not the kind I can give.

[snapdragen]

snap - i'm in a bush town called cold bay. its the last "city" at the tip of the penninsula before the aleutian islands start.

How cool! I've been out your way, but only as far as Kodiak Island. My first trip I did the real touristy stuff and went to Barrow. I love Alaska, just not sure I'm suited to live there.

anyone that is a happy person and can smile is more than welcome to come and visit me!

**snap begins dragging out her suitcase** C'mon girls! Road Trip! (and Ferry Trip, and whatever else...Bush Plane Trip!!)

[crazycanuck]

Dear funky spirits/friends/whomever.

Thank you for keeping our friend christina safe last july 7th. Lucky she was at work & not on the bus round the corner...There's nothing like hearing from someone you care about when S*** happens...

Thank you again for keeping Andrew safe too. I'm sure his family appreciate that he was running late for work(he works on the underground...)

To all the families/friends/co workers who lost loved ones that day, our hearts go out to you. For the survivors, keep your heads up, be strong & cry if you need to.

Take care & we haven't forgotten.

c

[chickwhorips]

**snap begins dragging out her suitcase** C'mon girls! Road Trip! (and Ferry Trip, and whatever else...Bush Plane Trip!!)

your more than welcome! the fish are in and its good fishin time!

[SadieKate]

your more than welcome! the fish are in and its good fishin time!

Dear yellow:

ROAD TRIP!

Dear chick:

Sockeye? What?

Signed flygirl (and I don't mean airplanes)

[snapdragen]

Sockeye? What?

Salmon my dear sadiekate, salmon. Which I happen to be cooking for dinner tonight!

[SadieKate]

Dear Beloved Snap:

I provide for your edification a list of Pacific Salmon species:
http://www.hitime.com/sdscptn.htm

Your loving friend and fellow salmon aficionado,
SadieKate

[Ashgarth]

Dear T,

I think you are being so incredibly immature that I can't even believe I am speaking to the same person I was dating for 4 months. You broke it off with ME, so I get to hold the grudge NOT you.....stop acting like you are the victim in this whole thing, and stop telling lies to make you look like it. You're almost 27, not 12. You are being so damn frustrating, go get some help for your commitment issues and grow up.

[e1b2]

I've laid all the golden eggs I can for today. I've spoiled you, with fully-charged blackberry at bedside, in the bike or saddlebag on my few hours away from the establishment, on "vibrate" in church and at the theatre. I chase your balloons, tolerate being interrupted by the "speak to the hand" gesture when making a point, am your sounding board when YOUR boss (grand dame, also) does to you, what you do to me. The tip of my tongue is gone.

Two years ago, the day after my first mastectomy, you called me at home, and I came to the office to help you. The day of the second mastectomy, you called my husband while I was in recovery, and I came to the office the next day. I refused reconstruction, because of the time commitment. How crazy is that?

Last year, the week after my husband broke his back, while at home, I received an email stating "I know you've had family obligations lately......, but you need to do this....!" I did it.

Last month, the day of his heart-attack, you said "take all the time you need." The following day, you called me 4 times for help in responding to your boss, political personalities, an angry constituent.

And you ask to me to stay in cell phone range while I'm on leave, and that those I supervise do the same. (I have quietly refused to do that.) I also quietly challenge this edict, by seeking remoter and remoter weekend activities. The only rest I get, is when I am on a plane, you are on a plane, or your blackberry is dead.

I am living to work, and it's killing me. It's not the job, it's my loyalty to you, and my work ethic. But others, my firends, you supervise are paying for my inability to tell you "no." You expect the same from them, and the treatment they get for commiting to their families, and ability to leave work at work, is harsh and lasting.

While I survived the cancer, I'm overweight, an insomniac, high cholesterol, have aged 10 years in the last 5. My marriage is strong, but more to his credit than mine. I've not seen my children since March, as my plans are always changed for me.

And you wonder why invitations to socialize on weekends are turned down? This is a fragile and tenuous relationship, yours and mine. That there are few women in our organization, forces us together. That you are new and I am not, that I am the organizer, know the numbers, current on email and directives, makes your reliance on me painfully heavy.

So, when can we talk?

[snapdragen]

So, when can we talk?

Do it soon, for your sake!