Dear Christmas

Dear Christmas, Slow your f*cking roll. I am losing my Santadamn mind over here. I have a matter of days to do the following: Get a tree. Decorate the tree. Redecorate the tree after the kids “help.” Deal with this mofo and all his too-small-for-anything boxes. 24 of them. Prepare to host Friendsgiving, which we … Continue reading Dear Christmas

Hey Pervs

Hey Pervs, More specifically, hey, men I run into on the Words with Pervs Friends app. Usually I start my letters with “Dear,” but unlike Trader’s Joe’s Hold The Cone mini ice cream cones, you are decidedly not dear to me. So, um, hey. As my family will attest, I’m slightly obsessed with Words with Friends. I’ve … Continue reading Hey Pervs

Dear College Me

Dear College Me, As I head back to college for my (our?) 20th reunion this weekend, I’m feeling nostalgic and reflective. If I could give myself a few pieces of advice, it would look something like this. Take it easy with the fashion I know it was a different time then, and I can forgive … Continue reading Dear College Me

Dear New Job

Dear New Job, I know it’s only been two weeks, so I don’t want to seem forward, but I think I kinda like you. I definitely like the people here – the one that walks to South Station with me in record time, the ones that taught me how to raid the super-secret app developer’s … Continue reading Dear New Job

Dear Santa

Dear Santa, Not you, real Santa in the North Pole with the elf army and whatnot. And not you, shopping mall Santa, whom, as I just explained to my kids, is not real Santa but one of an army of lookalikes he sends to do his bidding. Like real Santa has time to go to … Continue reading Dear Santa