Monday, May 21, 2012

Letters to Orlando: Part II

Dear Handsome,

Thanks for calling me while you're grocery shopping and asking me where to find the yogurt.
Even though I'm 9 hours away.
I like that you fall apart in the small ways when I'm not there.
I also like that I know you ate the entire jar of peanut butter.
Although you did surprise me by using crackers instead of just a spoon.
Life's always an adventure with you.
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Dear Room Service Lady, 


Thanks for making me feel rich.
I'm sorry I opened the door before remembering to brush my teeth.
Due to me not being actually rich, I'll be eating the other half of the bagel for tomorrow's breakfast, so I won't be inviting you back.
Maybe we'll meet again some other day, under better circumstances.
i.e.- maybe my breath won't smell like death.

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Dear Skywriter,

Your work was impeccable when you wrote "GOD" in the sky.
I wonder if, from above, it looked like "DOG"?

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Dear Long Hallways, 

There are 153 steps from the elevators to my room.
We spend a lot of quality time together.


You make me want to do cartwheels every. single. time.
Do I make you want to do cartwheels?

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Dear Lady Marmalade, 

I was nervous this morning, but your jar said "sweet"
Your jar did not lie.


I'm in love.
Let's be together for EVA.
Kapeesh?

Living it up, Hotel Style,
TFW

For more Letters To Orlando: Part I, Part III, Part IV

8 comments:

  1. You are too funny. I like the way you look at life that I would not have thought about.

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    1. Thanks, Gaby! I'm just so happy to have a place to put down all the weird things I think in my head :)

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  2. These are cute. I loved the letter to the roomservice lady.
    ~FringeGirl

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    1. Seriously, I didn't know she was coming in the room! I felt so bad for not brushing my teeth.. ha ha!

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  3. I must tell you, just incase you don't know, you are so funny and creative and you've got a voice that I think must be heard by the masses. I think you need to quit all of your smarty pants engineering duties and just write about hallways and marmalade. You may think there is sarcasm in this comment, but I am serious.

    In addition, since I'm planning out your life and all, I think you need to move the purses up, and the title about your handmade goods needs to be something like, I'm witty and I make pretty things. For real, that's what I'm here for, to help you with marketing and life goals.

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    1. I require a lot of direction, so I appreciate this. I'll work on moving the purses up to the top, but I'm busy being all smarty-pants-ish at my conference... :)

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  4. I love the first one! I can really really relate. My boo once called me from a department store to ask me what size pants he wears.....

    Love it! Great post!

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    1. Thank you! I know, these men, they're ... they're precious. Bless their hearts.

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