Letters

Dear Home:

You are way better then I remember :)

Dear Chuck Norris:

Not only did you gain weight at the puppy sitters but you also became super cuddly. Like, all the time.

Dear Winter Roads:

Please please please be ok tomorrow so I can drive to the ski hill and ski for the first time in 11 years. 

Dear Skiing:

Please don't let me die.

Dear Muscles: 

Please don't ruin my life by being soooooo sore on Friday from skiing tomorrow.

Dear Underneath My Rib Pain:

Please be an Ulcer and not Cancer.  Actually...please be imaginary and nothing at all. {sigh}

Cheers,

Messy