Category Archives: Letters

The Meeting

Dear HP, Tonight we were supposed to go to a town meeting together.  I had already brushed my teeth, combed my hair, put my shoes on, put BP’s shoes on, and put a sweater on BP.  But alas, here I … Continue reading

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Miguel

I made a bet one day with CD.  I don’t even remember what the bet was, but I remember I lost.  The payment was to be 1,000,000.00 dollars.  Yep, One Million dollars.  Who has that kind of money anyway?  So … Continue reading

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The Price is Right – Part 2

Sometimes I feel like sticking to a grocery budget is like playing on The Price is Right –> How close can I come without going over? But I think HP gets a little more worried than I do.  This was … Continue reading

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Rantings (1 of ?)

Dear Toy Companies, When you make a toy, please keep the colors in order.  For example; BP has a puzzle with a number of different colors. The pieces go in this order: purple, red, blue, green yellow, green, blue, purple, … Continue reading

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642 Obituary

Write your obituary. Whenever I read the newspaper, I read all of it – including the obituaries.  This past week I commented on several of them to HP.  One was that two women like to yard sale or go to … Continue reading

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642 Ransom

Tell a story that begins with a ransom note. I hav captur the BP. I wll not let it her go untl u promis to never let her touch me again. She bits my beak. It hurts! Please send yor … Continue reading

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A Letter to my Husband Person

Dear HP, I love you so muchly.  This morning I looked over and saw the box of Chereuhohs on the floor and smiled.  You were so tired last night, but you were willing to get BP breakfast in our bed … Continue reading

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