Random Thoughts Thursday

An "I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letter" edition

* Dear Stomach,

I hear you! Dinner is coming. Hold on just a wee bit. And there's Starbucks in your near future! Hang in there.

Sincerely,
She who feeds you Dairy Queen blizzards(tm) occasionally


* Dear Knee,

Happy bending! I'm so glad you're feeling more like yourself, walking up and down steps, dancing like a maniac in the living room. I bet you didn't know I still remember the moves from the final scene of the Broadway version of "Hairspray" (not the crappy movie). Rock on, knee!

Love,
The Walker, Tara Turnblad


* Dear Hair,

I'm sorry about the whole bang issue. They're grown out now. Thank you for behaving so much lately, especially in this humidity. Does this mean we're friends again?

Yours,
She who won't cut your tresses that short again. Ever. I promise.


* Dear Self,

Happy Vacation! Enjoy museums! Enjoy the beach! Enjoy the dentist... wha? Well, Self, it needs to happen. It'll be OK. I'll buy you ice cream after. We can drool together as the novocaine wears off.

Sincerely and with love,
She who looks awesome in a blue paper bib