Dear So and So

[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!

[Selkie]

e1b2 - doesn't sound worth the cost, lass. the boss from hell indeed (control freak from hell might be more accurate?) maybe it's time to dust off the resume and encourage your friends to do likewise?