Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Today's Letters: Dear Mr. Loerke, last night you stood on a chair and started spinning around with your headlamp flashing everywhere. It was kind of like being married to a disco ball. Dear Kegs, yesterday we sat outside during lunch and you taught me about Scissor-tailed Flycatchers. Today we ate ice cream by the pond and talked about marriage. So grateful for your friendship. Dear CTU, have you found the dead guy Dana Walsh hid in your wall yet? It's kinda been bothering me, him being wadded up in there for so long. Dear Husband, this Friday we celebrate 5 yrs of marriage. FIVE YEARS. Can I get a shimmy? How bout a shake? Perhaps some Elaine leg kicks? Or a couple of Arsenio Hall fist pumps? Every day with you has been an adventure. So blessed to be your wife.