Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Today's Letters: Dear Mr. Loerke, last night you asked me if I’d help you build a rocket. “Of course!” I said. Then you asked me if I knew of any rocket stores in Dallas. Dear Summer, welcome back. We missed you. Ps, thanks in advance for all of the after dinner bike rides, 8pm sunsets, and lightening bugs that will help make this summer a memorable one. Dear Dehydrated Pineapple, wanna come to Haleakala with Twinner and I? I think you’ll be the perfect snack for Bubby as she rides her hot pink bici down the volcano. (Insert Eye of the Hurricane by David Wilcox here). Dear Husband, tonight you greeted me with a kiss and a piece of key lime pie from Whole Paycheck. Thanks for making a special trip to the store just for me. To the moon … (on our rocket of course).