Dear Josh,
i know what you're thinking, 'is this blog just one long letter-writing campaign now?', to which i reply 'shut up, you know i'm cyclically obsessive and right now, it's Letters.'
As you pointed out this morning when you got out of the shower and realized that i'd (accidentally!) given you the yellow towel i used to dry off the dog when i washed her earlier this week, today is my birthday. i know i mildly suggested you redesign our website in time for this auspicious occasion, but when i got home from (more) birthday shopping last night and found you had locked yourself in the office with a beer and an online poker game while both pets sat at the closed door worrying about you, i determined that perhaps your stress level was a bit high and that i should attain a level of patience about this whole website thing. So this is me. Being patient. You know how ill-suited i am for patience, so i would like to recommend that you only require my patience for as long as i need to Learn A Valuable Lesson and then you reward me by giving me what i want or need or merely want but think i need. Yeah, kinda like dog training, i'm not ashamed to admit it.
So, dear spousie, i'm letting you off the hook for now. Mostly because i feel really bad about giving you that gnarly dog hair towel when you were all scrubby clean and dripping wet.
Sincerely,
Your humble, understanding, patient, fabulous, old, rock star wife.
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