So I was hopping around this morning as usual and found a link to 3 Bedroom Bungalow where she's doing a sort of hop with a neat little twist. Figured it would be the perfect way to end the year and wrap up my first calendar year of blogging as well. Go check her out and join in, this was too much fun!
You were okay, but I'm really hoping next year is nicer. No offense.
I still don't like you and I'm sure that's not going to change anytime soon. Even though you've got the whole sunrise thing going, I much prefer your twin, evening and his sunsets are to die for.
Hang in there baby, I love you and things are going to start turning around for us soon, you're an amazing person and I have every confidence in you to be here for me and Kitty, to be the loving, wonderful man you are and to keep us going just like we've done for the past two decades. When things get bad just remember this. "Somewhere out there....beneath the pale moonlight, someone's thinking of me, and loving me tonight."
Wow, I guess what I most need to say is that I trust you to make the right decisions in your life. Even when I think you're not, I'm going to have faith in you and your intelligence and wisdom. I'll still be here no matter what, and I'll do my best to support you in your decisions, but in the end? I'm Mom and no matter what they are, I'll always love you and I'll always be here to either celebrate your happiness or just hold you if you need to cry.
Dear Kitten Cats,
I would very much appreciate it if you did not make more kitten cats this year. I'll do whatever I have to so be forewarned. If you wake up with parts missing, I warned you.
Dear Mortgage Company,
You suck. You will NOT take my house. I promise you that. After 17 years I'm attached to it and I'll do whatever it takes to keep it out of your grubby little greedy hands so take that for what it's worth. A promise.
Dear Kitty's Boyfriend,
I try to like you, but it's not working. Maybe if you treated my little girl the way I think she should be treated we could come to some kind of mutual understanding. She's not a trophy for you. She's not some girl you can treat however you want. She's special and loving and considerate and you need to see that and appreciate that about her instead of finding things that aren't exactly how you want them to be.
Dear Mom and Goumpa,
I love you guys. Dearly. Just so you know. There aren't words.
We may not always agree and there are times that I don't understand you at all, but thank you for giving me my husband, for being supportive when you have been, and for welcoming us in your home.
We have this love hate relationship going on and I'd really like to work on the more love, less hate thing. We can start with the shoulders and knees if you don't mind. I'd like them back please. Oh and if you decided you didn't need quite so much sleep that'd be okay too. Oh and while we're here you can stop with the aging stuff. Enough already.
I know you'll never be self cleaning as much as I'd love that, but would it hurt to not attract quite so much kitten cat furs? Or maybe offer some kind of repellent to guide them towards litterboxes instead of the little throw rug they've christened their own? I'd also like it if you'd make some kind of policy for the applicances. Washers, hot water heaters, refrigerators? You know all those things that make puddles when they decide to play dirty? The puddles that ruin my kitchen floor that I don't have money to replace and the insurance company gets concerned when things keep happening because we can't pay the deductible to get them fixed to begin with? That'd be real nice. Please and thank you. Oh and I know I said I wouldn't complain about it being cold after the air conditioner went nuts and stopped working last summer, so just disregard those complaints please and if the ac unit asked? You didn't hear a word.
I love you. You've been the one constant in the sea of stuff breaking, busting, leaking, spraying and costing me too much money to replace. I appreciate that and I love you for it. Remember what I said though, if I win the lottery, I'm keeping you. That's true love and I hope you'll continue to reciprocate.
I don't have to tell you how much I love you because we spend so much time together. Not that I don't love it, but you know, I'd like some me time now and then. If you don't mind.
Too bad you're not like my child and grow as fast as she has. I think I'd like to see you grow, in spite of the headaches you give me from time to time. I promise I'll spend more time with you this year and when we're done, we'll go out looking for a new home for you. One with lots of other novels around you to keep you company until people start taking you home to live with them instead.
It's been a while now. Not real sure how you guys expect people to live when they're not working and can't work, so a little "arriva" would be the order of the day. I've done everything you've asked and I've been real nice about it, so let's get a move on shall we?
We meet again. See Dear Disability Letter above. One day we'll get this all worked out.
I love you. I'm looking forward to our time together next year.
And finally, Dear Readers,
It's been such a wonderful experience traveling down this road with you all. What started and sputtered into life has grown to a passion that I enjoy and that I hope you do too. I've had so much fun discovering new friends, learning more about you guys and what makes you the wonderful people you are, and I'm looking forward to discovering more and more of you next year. I hope you will all have a happy and blessed new year, that you'll find happiness in every moment of every day and that smiles with surround you.
Happy New Year!