Dear So and So...Spring!!

Dear Weather,

I don't want to tempt fate by saying you have been lovely, but you have. 4 days of sunshine before April? Unheard of! If this is how nice you are in March, I bet it is going to be boiling by July. Here's to a hot summer of sun!

Love, Kat

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Dear Sprained Ankle,

Ok, I'm over it. Can we just heal so I can quit with the zombie limp? I would hate for anyone to think I was going to try to eat their brains. Plus, I can't wear any cute shoes! So unfair.

Hobbling Around Still, Kat

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Dear Sam "Ninja" Kitty,

I used to think it was Cheeto provoking you into fighting, now I see that it is you taking preemptive measures. How about you stop instigating the fights in the house and we will see if he attacks. If he does, by all means kick his little kitten hind end, but I am sick of hearing you two fighting every morning.

Love, Human Mama Kat

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Dear Children's Taxi Driver,

HA! I got you to smile this morning. My job here is done.

Made You Laugh, Kat

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Dear House Elves,

You have been replaced. Thank goodness for that. This replacement even does windows, which is more than I can say for you miserable lot!

I Hope You Don't Need References, Kat

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Dear Over Active Imagination,

I love you. You make me laugh so hard when I am conscious, but seriously we have been having some mighty odd dreams lately. So what do I need to do to make these stop? I haven't been eating spicy food or watching Ghost Hunters before bed, so I am stuck for ideas.

Tired of Waking Up With A Racing Heart, Kat

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Dear Readers,

I hope you have had a wonderful week; I have minus the hobbling and random afternoon migraines. Hey ho! If you have any of your own letters, please don't forget to link up!!

Love, Kat

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Dear So and So...I Got 99 Problems but a Kid Ain't One

Dear Cheeto Bandito (formerly Gingerbread Rogers),

Whilst knocking the cat food bowl off it's perch into the dog food bowl for easier access is an admirable strategy, we the Governing Council of the Bungalow, are issuing a cease and desist notice. Reasons being 1) Elizabeast is getting fat from eating all your cat food. 2) It is messy. 3) I hate cleaning up after you. If you do not stop the following action will be taken: nothing. Lets face it, we're push overs and very rarely follow through with threats.

Love, The Governing Council.

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Dear Hubby,

I love you, but I really can't wait for you to go back to work on Monday.

Love, Kat

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Dear Kiddos,

I am so extremely proud of your school reports and the glowing praise I got from your teachers on parents night. You are both thriving and doing brilliantly. La your reading is really taking off and your maths are astoundingly brilliant. KiKi you are doing fabulously in maths and science and your handwriting is getting much better than last term. So proud, really!

Love, Mum

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Dear Readers,

I hope you have a fantastic weekend. If the rain holds out on Saturday, The Bungalow Crew and I are heading to the seaside. So excited.

If you have your own letters don't forget to link up!! Happy Friday!!

Love, Kat

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Promotions Test and Things

My husband, better know as The Man, has this week off of work. He is supposed to be studying for a test to determine if he will be promoted to the next rank in the Air Force. So far there hasn't been much studying going on. There has instead been cleaning, lots of TV watching, and chasing me around the house like a hormonal teenager. Not that I mind that last bit. Too much.

Of course last year when he was studying for this same test Libya kicked off, he got called back into work off of leave and deployed a couple days later. Ah the joys of Air Force life. This resulted in his missing his promotion by 12 points last year. 12 points!!! Soooo close. It was enough to make me swear a little bit. Ok, a lot.

This year I am trying not to get my hopes up. A promotion would be nice, really nice. It is a pay rise and would lead to MAYBE shorter days at work for my husband. Maybe not shorter days but at least maybe a little less crap rolling downhill in his direction at work.

And I know this post is a bit rambling, but as I said, he's been chasing me around the house like a teenager.

I guess I should be thankful that after nearly 10 years of marriage he is still like that...

Silent Sunday

A Short Story That Will Make My Mom Cringe

The other night we had sausages and chips for dinner. It was extremely yummy because the butchers near our house make some mighty fine sausages. About 30 minutes after we had finished dinner, LaLa came back into the kitchen looking for more.

LaLa: "Hey Mum, do we have anymore of those sausages?"

Me: "Umm no, I think your dad ate the last one."

LaLa: "Dammit."

Of course at first my brain didn't process that my 8 year old daughter had just said dammit; albeit a minor swear word, a swear word none the less. Once however my brain engaged and I picked my jaw off the ground I launched into the mandatory "That's a naughty word" admonishment. To which she replied "Oh, alright then." and walked on her merry way.

I can feel the grey hairs looming in my near future.

Dear So and So...Brace Yourselves

Dear Edinburgh and York,

The Bungalow Crew and Granny and PaPa will be visiting you during the Easter Holidays. Consider this fair warning.

Love, Kat

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Dear Thinking Slimmer,

I have lost nearly 5lbs since I have started listening to the SlimPods. It's amazing. I don't even feel like I am on a "diet". Which I guess I really am not on a "diet", I am just making better choices and listening to my body without thinking about it!

Love, Kat

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Dear Formerly Gingerbread Rogers Now Cheeto Bandito,

Are you angry because we thought you were a girl? You seem to have some anger issues. You have got to stop harassing Sam "Ninja" Kitty. He doesn't want to play as much as you. In fact, I am convinced that he hates you. The hissing and swatting at you is not a sign of endearment.

Love, Human Mama Kat

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Dear Body,

Get ready, we're gonna do some Zumba today on the Wii. Maybe some Just Dance 2 as well. I plan on making you really sweaty. It's for your own good!

Love, Kat

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Dear Readers,

I have had a brilliant week and I hope you have too. Enjoy your weekend. If you have your own letters please link up!

Love, Kat

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