Dear Joe
One of my favorite things about you is the way you look at me; there is everyone else… and then there’s me. I love how you can read my thoughts with one look and then respond accordingly, usually in the form of a kiss (which is accurate 95% of the time) and how when I tap your arm, you rest your hand on my lap (again, accurate.)
I absolutely LOVED our long-weekend together; from our stroll to the city – including the banter about J-walking, watching Breaking Bad, beers after The Wolf of Wall Street and then spending our Australia Day with your friends – who are hilarious, by the way. But my favorite part of last weekend was when you told me you love me. Nothing will surpass that. (Yet.)
PS. I love you too. ♥
Dear LC
So, I really don’t know what happened to you last weekend; why you just refused to come back inside when you were told to and then somehow ended up in the pool – which was hilarious. I guess that was your punishment for not listening to me.
Dear B
I missed you so much this week, it wasn’t even funny. Constantly asking where my husband was and missing each other’s phonecalls. I can’t wait for the family brekkie tomorrow, with Dan and Ali and of course, Joe. Amazed again that you made the news. (I swear, you’re on it every week!)
Dear Andre
I know your little secret – you love Joe. Yes, I see how you always want to be around him.
Dear ‘Straya Day Kitten
YEEE! I’m so glad I got to cuddle you all day. I admit, I was extremely clucky when I got to hold you for the first time; I forgot what it’s like to have a kitten to make a big fuss over, but I’m glad that you went to a good home in the end. However, I’m not exactly thrilled that your new parents called you Dog. *tsk*tsk*
Dear Universe
I can’t thank you enough for blessing me with this beautiful life I possess. Everyday is a good day, filled with love, good food, laughter, color and excitement, and it truly can’t be anymore perfect. I had one of those moments where I took a minute to look around me mid-week; the sun was high, the sound a man busking on a acoustic guitar and laughter was in the air, the smell of a good coffee was close by and I had just received a random text of Joe saying something horribly cute. I remember letting out a sigh of contentment and thought to myself, “This is MY life and it’s pretty damn good!”
Dear Nails
I’m sorry I’m neglecting you… again! I promise I will stop picking at you, restart the nail care routine and paint you with beautiful matte shades.
Dear Money
Yes, I’m enjoying you a lot more lately, but I promise I won’t get out of control. There are things I want, but I want a holiday more.
Dear Haters
You are such hilarious folk. I like how you attempt to tear me down and my life apart, but I will not allow you to get the better of me. I’ll just allow you to look like an absolutely IDIOT when you’re ranting on about someone as amazing as I am.
Happy FRIDAY!
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