Obviously, the last month has held its share of late night feedings. Like alot. More like alot, alot... but all that time to kill has allowed me to catch up on my blog reading (Attn friends: UPDATE YOUR BLOGS!! OFTEN!!). I had heard of the blog Today's Letters but never had read it.... until recently. And now I am hooked. I even started at the very beginning and was obsessed with reading every. single. entry. I kind of have a blog crush on Mr. and Mrs. Loerke. So in honor of my obsession, this post will be Today's Letter's style.
Today's Letters: Dear Mr. Sumrall, 9 years ago today you sent your girlfriends college roomie and bestie sunflowers for her birthday. Because they were her fav and she didn't have a snazzy fella as yourself to send her any that year. You didn't even tell me you were doing it. You just did. Reason # 825 why I love you. Dear Kater Hater, You are my favorite Kater Hater in all the land. Happy birthday to you!... still wishing you a hottie wearing a white baseball cap, driving a muddy Z71 with a four wheeler in back. =) Dear Suma (she's not my twinner but folks have often thought I've been her), During the girls' recent sleepover I may or may not have witnessed Bes giving BK step by step instructions on how to nurse her baby doll. Funny stuff that was. Dear Hubs, I have said a time or two (or twenty) that there's not much that my daddy can't do.... I am now quite confident that Bes and Mae's daddy has entered into that elite group as well. Top 3: Our newly stained carport... downright glorious. The hideous $20 Salvation Army desk... now painted and distressed to perfection. Mae's once plain 'ol changing table... makes me want to shimmy across the previously mentioned gloriously stained carport. I. love. you. yes. I. do.
