Dear Weatherman – You’re a tease!  Really.  It’s been silly, record-breaking warm this week. My grape hyacinths think it’s spring and they’re poking up out of the ground.  Now you tell me that by Sunday evening it’s going to be freezing?  With a chance of snow?  Um Yeah.

Dear Advent  Wreath-   Where are you?  You have disappeared from the table, and nobody in this house knows (or will confess) where you are. Perhaps you grew legs and walked away.  Until you return, we’ll just use a few votive candles.

Dear Architect – Taking action shots of you for the school project was fun.  It was  especially fun when I called out to the little boy and his dad to hold back on the trail because you were about to fly through and jump the path.  The moment of utter hilarity, though, was when you cleared the edge, then landed too high off the front and went sliding through the leaves piled at the side of the trail.  I’m so glad you or Shelby (the bike) didn’t get hurt.  And?  The look on that little boy’s face was priceless.

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Dear Weatherman – What is going on?  We are now just hours from December and it’s WARM outside!! This morning you said it’s going to be eighty degrees tomorrow!  EIGHTY degrees!  We’re going to a Christmas Party tomorrow night, and I’ll probably wear a sundress and sandals.  Please make arrangements for some genuinely cooler weather and some rain, please.  That is all.

Dear Advent – Yeah!  You’re here!  Fill us with joy as we prepare for the coming of Christ.

Dear Local Store that We Use [mostly] for the Procurement of All Things – *sigh*  What is so complicated about the stocking of purple and pink candles that you can’t do it?  Yes, I know that pink and purple candles can be ordered, but with our unusually warm weather (see letter to the Weatherman above) I’m afraid to come home and find a box of melted candles in the mailbox.  For the past several years, I’ve resorted to white candles with purple and pink bows on our wreath.

I wonder how many crayons I would have to melt to dip the candles and make them pink and purple.  Of course, that would entail trying to find crayons in the house, and I’m pretty sure we haven’t had any around since DirtBike was in second grade.

Dear Cherry Ames – Poor Puppy!  I love that she got a pink bandage, though!

Dear Princess Grace – I miss you.  We need to get together soon.

Yes, my mountain bike has a name, Princess Grace.  My (also pink) vintage cruiser bike is named Lady Penelope, after my favorite character in the Thunderbirds Movie.  I loved the TV show when I was a kid, and the 2004 movie remake was great!

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