Dear frigid cold,
You're not awesome. And I don't appreciate you trying to freeze my sweet puppy when all he wants to do is go outside to use the bathroom.
Dear Sunday snow,
You had the biggest, wettest snowflakes I've ever seen. Sure, you looked pretty - for a while. But you could have stopped way earlier than you did.
Dear Emma's birthday iPod Touch,
You have been a great companion for her during these stir-crazy hours. And thank you, also, to Mamaw for the iTunes gift card which has allowed Emma to purchase some super-fun games to play on said iPod.
Dear restaurant commercials,
Curse you and your delicious looking food. You make us want you; but we're not allowed to be on the roads right now, so we can't try the food you show us.
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