Dear Mom: I know I have been lazy here and all I do is eat, sleep, laugh, and gab. However, I did go downstairs today and make the beds and am going to wash the sheets from your hotel room. Yes, my mother has a hotel room.
Dear Alikona: I wish you would blog more. I find your blogs hysterical...especially the ones about my new BFF.
Dear Uncle Jack: Went to the farm yesterday, it is not the same without you.
Dear D: So good seeing you yesterday ! I was delighted to see you up and eating. Really if pot brownies were legal I would try to make you some :)
Dear Stacey: Sorry about Thursday....never leave a man in charge of a women's job. The reception here is nada...my mother is a country mouse...not a city mouse.
Dear R: Okay, what is a Urban Hussy ?
Dear C: So fun meeting you and I look forward to more games of Words With Friends and you kickin my butt. Hope your daughter gets over her cold.
Dear Egypt: Okay, aren't ya'll tired yet ? Take a break ! I want to see what CNN can stir up !
Dear JCOS M. Mullin: I was flippin through my phone and you were a contact . Um..fortunately it did not include your telephone number. Trust me I have no fear of calling you and talking about international relations, the military, and your public speaking. I am sure you are a very nice man, but damn the whole Tom Boydett thing has got to go. Ya need to get a little more peppy ! I am going to keep you as a contact just to show off to my friends...I have nothing else going on.
Dear Atlanta: I think of you everyday . I am still in great denial I am leaving the bubble to other shores. I suppose at my old age it's a good idea. Just please do not give my babies southern drawls. Southern hospitality yes, accents no. They can only have snooty English accents.
Dear PM David Cameron: I miss London a lot. I miss sleeping at Mrs.F's flat in Pimlico. I also miss Mrs. F. So, have you reconsidered my job working as your PR person for your social network ? You follow me on Twitter...I can't see why not. I will have a place to stay and I can eat nightly at Brumbles hmmmm yum :)
Dear T Man: Yes, you know who you are.....I have decided to fly back home...I just wish it did not have to be alone. Brett said he would fly with me. Well, somebody cares about me :)
Liebe Kinder: Ich have dich vermissen.
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