Dear Neighbors' Harley Davidson RV (see above): It's kind of weird that you watch TV in your driveway in your RV at night. I also don't particularly like you clogging up the entire street with that monstrosity.
Dear Omaha Weather: I would sincerely appreciate it if you didn't wake me up four times a night with your nasty thunderstorms. Getting up in the morning this week has proved to be near impossible.
Dear Whole Foods Tomato and Mozzarella Salad: I can't get enough of you. I want to eat you for every meal. Why are you so delicious?
Dear Mad Men: Stop being addicting. My house is a mess because I can't stop watching you.
Dear Spam Comments: Thanks for the good laughs. And to "Celine Handbag" out there somewhere, I understand that your Christmas luggage ornament sounds like a good idea to you, but it doesn't really to me.
Dear Dad: Thank you for letting me use your frequent flier miles so that I can go visit my LT in Portland. I can barely contain my excitement.
Dear Target: Stop making such cute, affordable clothes. I can't pay my bills when I spend all my money on maxi dresses and polka dot tops.
Dear Los Petite Chats: Why does it feel like you throw a party in the Bungalow all day when we're at work? I come home to toys strewn everywhere, things knocked over, and random things in your water bowl.
Dear Friday: Can you hurry please? These week has been something else.
Do you have any letters you want to write to me?
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