Absolute Mommy: Nerds, Pinterest, Motherhood, Your Welcome {Friday Letters, Instagram}

Dear Entertainment Weekly,

You are my nerdy boyfriend.

You slay me with all things TV, movies, books, and music.

After years of mooching my Aunt's copy,

I've finally committed to you.

Knowing that you will be in my mail box every

week makes my heart sing.

Dear Big Bang Theory,

I love you.

That is all.

Dear Kindergarten Teachers every where, There is a special place in Heaven for you. There has to be. I'm one day into my volunteer session, and guess what, I could never do that job. Dear Room Mother's every where, I was so naive. Your job looked so koosh and cool. I now know the truth.
Will you let me into your club of Room Motherhood? Dear Candy Corn, You are the conversation hearts of Halloween. I adore your stripes, your sunny disposition, and your deliciousness. Little did I know that the rest of my family adored you as well. This little piece of Pinterest may not last until Halloween.

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Dear Pinterest,

I am totally and shamelessly addicted to you.

You make me want a better home, a better wardrobe, a better life.

However you keep me from a shame spiral by providing tidbits like this.

Thank you.

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Dear Michael's,

How do I adore thee?

Let me count the ways.

Ribbon, and felt, and glitter?

Oh, my!

You are doing nothing for my Pinterest addiction.

Dare I say you are my dealer?

I've turned into an arts and crafts supplies hoarder.

Your Welcome.

PS: could you please hurry and stock some

burlap Christmas stockings?

Dear Pumpkin Spice Lattes,

I hear you are amazing.

I hear you are to die for.

I hear that you are the greatest thing since the "red cup".

Unfortunately, we shall never meet.

You are not on my diet of clean and allergen free eating.

So to make it seem like I'm enjoying you,

I made this.

In your honor.

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Dear Costco, You got me this week. Twice. Fine I needed important things like diapers and wipes. But when I had to go back for printer ink, I bought this:

And left without the printer ink.

It was worth it.

PS: Just a thought, could you please sell cookies at your food hut?

It would make bribing my kids out of all your Christmas stuff a lot easier.

I'm sure you'd have no problem selling them for a dollar each.

Heck, a desperate mom like me would buy them for five dollars a piece.

Just sayin.

Dear Fresno Fall, Dare I say you are on your way. Did you realize you are missing out on opportunities to wear a scarf? I know, me too! I know that most would think celebrating over 80 degrees is crazy, but 70 degree mornings are glorious. The evenings are wonderful. Perfect for mud pies.