Dear people who eat in restaurants,Please ask to box your own food. I can guarantee your hands are cleaner than mine.
Love, the exasperated server.
Dear eight-top with the $400+ bill,
Yes, I included 18% gratuity. No, 18% is not sufficient. Besides, this is going on your company credit card, Give me a break! I'm poor!
Love, your really broke server.
Dear Nursing Instructor,
No, I'm not quite sure how I failed the test today while making the class' highest Maternity ATI test score. Please stop asking me such obnoxious questions.
Love, the sleepy student.
Dear Mom,
I don't really like any of the curtain patterns you scanned - do you think we can just do a fake roman shade over the kitchen sink?
Love, your indecisive daughter.
Dear various members of The Ocho,
I miss your faces. I'm sorry I can't join you in Chuck-Town this weekend, but have a drink for me!
Love, D-Sice
Picture of the Day - a kick-ass tree in Key West, Florida
Dear Ridiculous Manager at Work,Please don't ever have another pre-shift outside in 95-degree-95%-humidity-weather EVER AGAIN. Next time, I'll give you more than dirty looks. Seriously. WHY???Love, your seriously disgruntled (and sweaty) employee.Dear God,Couldn't you have given us a heads-up about S's grandma? Finding out about the effects of her heart medication by HER DEATH is a kind of shitty way of us finding out. Just saying.Love, a saddened Dani.Dear MSON,Please stop making me do these care map/care plan thingies. I hate them. It is not helpful to bullshit a nursing diagnosis for LAST WEEK'S 9 month-old post AVSD repair patient. Sigh.Love, a very sleepy nursing student.Dear In-Laws,You rock. And your visit rocked. Sorry we are a bit boring - but it was nice to chill with you for a week! Miss you already. =)Love, your favorite daughter-in-law
A bit of blue skies from Nassau, Bahamas:
Dear Pickles,
Why are you so very delicious?
Love, the girl who has eaten 6 of you in the last 10 minutes
Dear Alabama,
Why are you so ass-backwards? Why are you trying to PADDLE high school students when they don't follow the dress code??? (See here)
Love, a southern girl who's a Yankee at heart
Dear Deacon,
Please stop rolling on your back all cute and then biting me when I pet you.
Love, your mommy
Dear Kate Gosslin,
You can't dance. Go home and be a mom.
Love, a better dancer than you.
Dear wasps,
Please STOP GETTING INTO MY SUNROOM. I HAVE TO DO LAUNDRY.
Love, the entomophobic inside
