Monday, January 25, 2010

little letters.

dear libby,
have you lost your iPod touch again yet?

dear future husband,
will you please go to the antique jewelry shop downtown and buy that really great ring to give to me someday?  i know it's a little soon, since we haven't met, but i don't want my dad to buy it for my mom first.

dear new haircut,
even though you look like a cross between the liz lemmon and bella in her sundance movie, i still will try to like you.

dear self,
embrace the change.

dear celebrities,
please stay at sundance at least until wednesday so me and natalie can spot you.

dear natalie,
please blog.  you are really good at it.

dear dad,
please let me win the wii hula hoop challenge next time, because i think that it's more acceptable for me, a member of the reining national championship drill team, to beat my old man at such a contest.

dear mom,
i love you a lot.

dear sister wightman,
i love you a lot, too.  and i miss you like crazy right now.

dear blog friends,
you rock. don't ever change.

dear phrase "bu-bye",
you are strange.  but i use you frequently.

dear glee,
i've heard that absence makes the heart grow fonder.  but i've also heard that absence makes the heart grow fungus, so please come back soon to avoid the latter.

dear conan,
i miss you already.

dear chirons,
good luck at state.  try to place higher than last year...no matter how hard that will be.  12th out of 15 is a big deal okay...

okay.
bu-bye now.

2 comments:

Mark said...

Dear Paige:
I cannot in all good conscience "Let" you win at Wii Hula Hoop. You may be part of the reigning national champ drill team, However I, I know how to get low on the Wii Hula Hoop while shakin' my groove thang. A win against me is something you will have to EARN girl.
Bu-Bye,
Dad

Natalie Riddle said...

when you show me how to blog.
i will. until then. no blog.