Notes to the Gretchieverse

Dear Sunday: Yes, I am fully aware I should be with Jesus right now.  I did talk with Jesus last night and told him I loved him and I would think about him all day today. Jesus told me he was down with it. So, it's okay that I spend more time having to rid my home of fleas....blame the dog !!!

Big T: Thanks for last night. It would have been nice to BART it in and take the trolly to The Rain Forest Cafe, but I still had a fantastic time. Again, why do we not go to the city more often ?

Dear Economist: I put your magazine in my bag last night.  I felt 1000 times more intelligent just carrying it around the city. I quite enjoy your twitter as well. Could you post a job that my husband could actually apply for ? Does he really have to go to Tufts/Fletcher ? Trust me he has the ability to do anything, and I am willing to travel to you know...London :)

Dearest London: I miss you more than you know. I think about you on a daily basis. I yearn to return. I don't know how I am going to cross the pond without a cent. Hmmm...lap dancing in Vegas ?

Dear Mr. Assange: I think it's tragic that I can spell your name now without even having to Google it. I think you have pretty much pissed off the entire world right now. Embassy employees are insecure and question if the world can trust them. They're just doing their job. I am just glad they didn't cable  the frequent flyer miles of leaders that they visited.  You have have world leaders not trusting the United States or it's diplomats.Why release havoc on to the world ? What good is that ?

 Dearest Hillary Clinton: Really Hillary were cables really necessary ? Okay, what would I do with them ? I would have hired people to sort through those cables on a daily basis. The ones that have no significant information ( like political leaders having nose cancer) I would have shredded and incinerated. The ones that are significant I would have reviewed with you and then sent them off to some basement in DC. That would be my plan, but you know I am simply a mother of twins living in a bubble. What would I know ?

Dear Stacey: I miss you ! Why can we only see each other on Sundays? We need some cocoa from Sideboard soon....the decor is adorable !

My Dearest Children: Okay, it's what December 12th. I have yet to purchase any Christmas gifts for you. So, since we are not having a tree this year...will you forgive me if we celebrate the birth of Little Baby Jesus.Dear Eight Pound, Six Ounce, Newborn Baby Jesus, in your golden, fleece diapers, with your curled-up, fat, balled-up little fists pawin' at the air...like next month ? Trust me Jesus will not care...

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Dear Shal: I love you and you love me...but honey you have to back off....way off.  I am ticked you are visiting Roopa and Uma and you did not invite me. Well, there is always 2 years from now and Georgia is so much closer to India.

Georgia: I thought about you last night. The Rain Forest Cafe has a " thunder and lighting storm show". I look forward to the humidity, thunder, lightening, and hurricane/flooding alerts. There has gotta be something I will love about you ? Well there is always Mr. Jimmy...love Mr. Jimmy.