Dear Alexa,
Even though you dont seem to know any sort of real information (Hmmm.. I dont know the answer to that) I do appreciate that you can remind me that in 45 minutes, I need to put the clothes out of the washer & into the dryer because my brain doesn't remember things over a few minutes. Seems like I can't contain a lot of information either. ... Sincerely, your cant remember anything friend.
Dear Car Salesman,
Please stop calling. If you havent heard from me in 2 weeks, you can pretty much assume I am not interested in the car I looked at. ... Truly Yours, Not your commission
Dear Bananas,
I just dont get you sometimes. How can you be so green one day & turn to mush the next? Who do you think you are - an avocado or something???? Its like I turn my back for one second & you're just on a time lapse of your own. I'm glad I can freeze you & at least try to make you become something delicious & wonderful but most of the time, I just see gnats everywhere around you & that's it - you're in the trash. A relationship that can't be salvaged. Let's try to stick together a little longer, m'kay? .... Your smoothie making friend.

Dear Gray Hair,
I know you must really love me because you just have a way of popping up on me without any notice. I know I try to hide you away every 6 weeks & you just wont have any of it, will you. No keeping you down. You're one tough cookie who WILL be seen. I admire your persistence, but can you at least give me a little bit longer with the red since I'm forking out some dollar bills? Can you let me enjoy the fresh look for just a little bit longer than 5 days? I mean, I know we're going to have a future together down the road. Just be patient. Sincerely, You're RED HEAD friend.
Dear Fall TV,
I'm trying to prepare for you. I'm going through my DVR & getting it all prepped up. Grey's Anatomy, This is Us, A Million Little Things, Single Parents, The Walking Dead.... I'm preparing for you. I know there will be once again steam pouring out of my DVR but I'm ready to be entertained on all the cold & dark nights ahead. I'm counting on you to keep me distracted from the lack of light after 5:30, to keep me busy & let the glow of the light of the TV be my new vitamin D. It works like that, right? ... yeah, I know it doesn't - but maybe if I believe it, it will help make it so. ... Truly yours, your easily entertained friend.
Dear Perimenopause,
I still hate you. Why are you so harsh? How do you take a body & just blow it up like a balloon, especially around the middle, where I actually had a curved in waist & not a twin of the Michelin Man. Do you just really hate women? I really think you do. Why else would you just want someone to constantly be uncomfortable or sweat off any make up or make hair dry or cause all sorts of moods to pop up for no reason? Isn't getting to a certain age a cause for rewards, not more torture? Do men have to deal with this? Can't you go bug them instead? I mean, we deal with how many years of monthly misery of periods. You just want to go out with one last hurrah, huh?... that can last for years. You're vicious. I'll give you that one..... No Love, your hot flashing slave

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