Letters

Dear Calgary:

Really?!? I never thought I would do it.

Dear House:

I love you...

Now clean yourself up!

Dear Chocolate Covered Strawberries:

I wish he brought me a million of you.

Dear Leoni's:

I'm gonna try and just have coffee this morning, but it's so hard to say no to your eggs benny.

Dear PanAm:

You ruin my week when you don't have a show on a Sunday night.

That is a TERRIBLE way to start a week. {sigh}

Dear New Followers:

I love you for stopping by my blog, but feel free to leave a comment whenever you wish!

I love comments!!!

Cheers,

Messy



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Dear Cake Pops:

I am officially addicted. I need someone to stage an intervention...

I'll be at rock bottom when  8  6 more cake pops are gone.

Dear Chuck Norris:

WHY? WHY? WHY?

I can't take the snoring anymore.

I just can't Buddy.

Dear Weird Miscellaneous Hot Dog Weiners from the Freezer:

Only one out of 3 of you tasted ok-ish.

The other two succumbed to the elements I think.

Dear Fullford Kids:

You are funny - teeheehee!

Dear Jake From The Bachelor:

YOU ARE SO STUUUUUUUUUUUPID!!!

Vienna?!? Seriously?!?

Now I know why dem b*tches be mad!!!!

Dear "Letters" Banner:

I like you, but do I love you?

Is it too late to change you?

Dear Camera:

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE come in the mail before my Blogiversary!!!!

I need to take photos for my BIG GIVEAWAY!!!!

Cheers,

Messy

Come back tomorrow for my Blogiversary!!!! :)

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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

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Dear Christmas Tree:

I am so glad that I added  red to you this year. You look so pretty.

Dear Cake Pops:

Why do you have to be difficult for me? When other people make you and take pictures, you look stunning.

Dear Grannie's Advent Calender:

Where is the hotel lotion? The plastic Avon Chapstick? Shower Caps or Shoe Horns or Keychains like all the years before? I am getting good stuff this year...I like it :)

Dear Dance:

What am I going to do with a full month off?

Dear Sparkley Pointsetta:

I can't seem to keep you alive. Too much water? Too little water? Not enough love? I dunno.

Dear Friend #8:

Sorry I thought you were friend #10 when you text me last night....the numbers are getting to high and it is hard for me to remember which friend is what number! I got it now!!! Thanks for calling :)

Happy Thursday Everyone!

Cheers,

Messy

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Dear Winter:

Why haven't you started yet? Not that I am complaining...but I am in utter shock AGAIn this year. :) Thanks Loves it.

Dear Reindeer Bum Baskets:

What happened to your middle? You are both missing one strip of wood right down the center of your bellies. Did you guys fight in the garage all summer? Do I need to seperate you next year??? Brothers! Sheesh!

Dear My Dance:

You are going to hurt me hard the week before Christmas. {sigh} Full work days all with private lessons? I'm crazy...but very happy.

Dear New Magic Bun thingy.

I adore you. You make my hair bun look like a professional did it everytime. I love that it looks like a donut when rolled. Thank you for making me feel like a real life ballarina everyday.

Dear Yulltide Fair:

I'm not going to ask you to be good, because all the other times I ask Craft Fairs to be good they are terrible. So....... be bad.

Dear Mom:

I miss you right now.

That's all folks! :) Happy Thursday - for the first time we had frost today! :)

Cheers,

Messy

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Dear Windstorm:

For future reference, I would prefer for you to only come on nights my Paddy is home. I don't enjoy being the one who has to stay awake to see if our roof will blow off.

Dear Toledo Craft Fair:

Please let us make mucho money so I can buy some Christmas Gifts and paint my kitchen lime green.

Dear Regis Philbin:

I will miss you. I think your creapy funny. In that old man/grandpa kinda way.

Dear November:

You are a pointless month. You are in between too good months and I feel bad for you. I here by dub you my new Favorite Month. Love, Your Friend Messy

Dear Ontario:

It is super duper lame that Remembrance day is not a stat holiday here. You should follow the cool kids and give it to us off like the rest of the provinces.

Happy Thursday Y'all!
Cheers,
Messy

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Dear Monster Mash,

I hope you end up being an awesome fundraiser for our dance school and we make lotsa monies so we can go to Florida for Nationals in July and I can go see Kassinder. :) Also, I hope the kids don't make idiots of themselves on stage.

Dear Raspberry Muffins,

I'm not trying to be conceded, but damn I make you good!!!

Dear House:

Can you please clean yourself today. I'm lazy. Thanks. Good Talk.

Dear Jimmy Fallon,

I love you and think you are the funniest thing ever. I am still laughing from your hash tags last night.

and one from Jimmy:

Dear York Peppermint Patties:

Thank you for helping me figure out how to freshen my breath and get fat at the same time.

Cheers,

Messy

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Dear Short Week:

Why do you always feel longer than long weeks?

Dear Stittsville Market:

I'm scared, excited, thrilled, overwhelmed and ecstatic!!! :)

Dear Chuck Norris:

You were so good today when I took you to the vet. I am impressed and I will buy you a big bone after dance!

Dear Playboy Club:

I just heard you were cancelled after only 3 shows!!!! I am utterly shocked and appalled...that's rude TV network...I love that show :(

Cheers,

Messy

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Dear McDonalds:

Your fries are delicious. But they suck if your emplyees leave them under the heater for an hour before giving them to you. Kinda chewy - no lie.

Dear Cold:

I hate you.

Dear My Paddy:

I really miss you right now.

Dear Mini-Wheats:

Thank you for making me think of my Dad every morning when I eat you. I love him and miss him sooooo much.

Cheers,

Messy

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Dear McHaffie Morrisburg Flea Market:

You were big and scary and we felt a little out of place. But thank you for making us step out of our Brockville Farmers Market box.

Dear Mother Nature:

Thank you for being so hot and sunny on Sunday that My Paddy got a sunburn and now looks like a raccoon. :) I laugh at him a lot for looking like he is always wearing sunnies and being a ginger.

MADE MY WEEK.

Dear Dancing:

Mondays are gonna suck. 6 hours straight? Wowza.

Dear Ladies Only Hip Hop Class:

We start tonight - YAY!!!!!

Dear Pimple on my upper lip:

Is it really necessary to be this sore? It hurts to talk...c'mon!!!!

Cheers,

Messy

PS: There wern't very many entries for my giveaway!!! :( How can you not want free stuff? So, I am going to extend it until next Tuesday! Click HERE to enter!!!

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Dear Dancing:

Oooohhh how I have missed you...but do you really have to make my muscules this sore???

Dear Ex- Husbands New Wife:

Please stop sending me hateful messages. I don't know you, nor have I lived near you for years, nor do I care about your relationship and if my Mom sends my Ex Christmas Cards.

Get over it....your about 5 years to late on this, and it's weird.

Dear Jumbo Sunflowers:

I think you are so cool!!!!!

Now if you would only actually get the flower that would be nice. (Although I wont be able to see them since your already 6 feet tall!)

Dear Bestie:

I wish you were here to laugh about Ex- Husbands new wife and make me feel better.

I miss you.

I love you.

Dear Saturday Market:

Only 2 more Saturdays and I am done for the winter.

Will you miss me?

Cheers,

Messy

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Dear Saturday Market:

Why were you so dead yesterday?

Dear Mother Nature:

Why were you so windy yesterday that 2 of my displays blew over and wrecked cards and paintings? :( Not nice.

Dear My Paddy:

Why do you always have to be away...even on weekends?

Dear Dance:

Please please please be more organized next year {sigh}

Cheers,

Messy

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Dear Rain:

Ok, I'm good on you today. Especially since I'm having a BBQ for Baddy Paddy's Birthday tonight.

Dear Ice Cream Cake.

I love you.

That's it.

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Dear Brockville Farmer's Market:

I really hope you are busier next Saturday so that I can sell more than last week. Also, I really hope the muffin lady makes me a full bag of raspberry cheesecake muffin again. That was amazeballs.

Dear Non-All Beef Weiners:

I hope the meat man at the market wasn't lying when he promised me I wouldn't notice the differance between you and all beef weiners.

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Dear You Pick Strawberries:

I am so excited to pick you today, but I am more excited to pick raspberries in a couple weeks.

Sorry if that hurts your feelings.

Dear Front Door Screen:

I wish you were installed already.

Dear My Adult Hip Hop Class:

Thank you for making Wednesdays the best day of the week. We rock!!!

Dear My Nephew Logan:

I love you. Thank you for saying my name and loving Gog so much.