Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Today's Letters: Dear Mr. Loerke, this morning you left a note on top of the laundry that said, "Emo, I'm so proud of you for working out. Thanks for letting me fold your running costumes." Holy seizures of cutieness Batman. Running costumes? Yes please! Dear Car Wash, before today Scout looked like a gigantic ball of madras curry driving down the road. Thanks for helping make him squeaky clean again. Dear Key Lime Pie, you tasted unbelievable. Pretty sure you were packed with a Topsy's limeade and two fist pumps. Dear Husband, remember when you asked me out for the first time at kamp? Your skipping rock had me at hello.