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Dear My Bank, Thanks for making my debit card work again. Only took two calls, but now it works and I am happy. But I still pretty much hate you.
Dear My VoiceMail, Ohh, I was suppose to set you up when I got that replacement phone a while back? You don’t say. I enjoyed getting all those messages once I did set it up last night. I felt super popular.
Dear WB, Oh WB, so now you get carsick? And then giggle after? What? But bravo for not getting any on my iPad you were playing with. I owe you for that one.
Dear L, I love that you think your Daddy’s favorite store is Target. He denies it, but you know what? I secretly think it really is his favorite store.
Dear Someone Who Knows, Is it true there is going to be a Magic Mike sequel? Because I am going to need to mark my calendar for that opening!
Dear Google +, I (still) just don’t get you. What should I be doing with you? Putting people in my circle? And then what do we do?
Dear Subscription Box List, You need to be updated. I know, I know. It’s happening this weekend. For real.
Dear Kim, Let’s see this dress already.
Dear Cable TV, I must say, you are pretty fun to have every once in a while. I don’t want to pay for you, but if I happen to be somewhere that has you, I am going to take full advantage.
Dear B, I cannot believe that you spoke so highly of Taco Bell’s new breakfast taco. Really baby? Your description of it sounded so gross, yet you had this odd glow in your eye about how fabulous it was.
Dear Will Ferrell and Chad Smith, I am still cracking up. The fact that you even dressed alike for last night made it 100x better. Love!
