tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21197475661101957692024-02-02T07:09:50.943-08:00Emails From Your MomEmails. From Your Mom.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.comBlogger102125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-13955084810156478742012-04-27T17:57:00.002-07:002012-04-27T17:59:49.005-07:00<div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
<b>To: Drea (daughter) </b></div>
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<b>From: Gidget (mom) </b></div>
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<b>Subject: update </b></div>
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<b>Friday 17th April </b></div>
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No problem, can't wait for you to see the new plants we put in the other day. Cannibus something and they're supposed to be really good growers.</div>Dreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15582763040468068916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-90225002587705603432011-02-16T15:07:00.000-08:002011-02-16T15:10:27.443-08:00<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >To: Lauren (granddaughter)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >From: Irene (Grandmother)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >Subject: THANK YOU</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >Monday 14th February<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;">so very, very much for the gorgeous tulips and the fun message. i had just been on the phone with your dad for help about a stuck toilet when i pulled the wrong thing and was drenched from head to toe with ice cold water. no sooner than i had gotten into dry clothes, i got your delightful present. it couldn't have come at a better time. thank you so very much.</span></span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-50189413516873753272010-06-29T19:05:00.000-07:002010-06-29T19:06:46.165-07:00<span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >To: Anthony (Son)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >From: Annalee (Mom)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >Subject: fwd: By the way</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >Monday 28th June</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Okay. By the way, here's an interesting fact that came up in conversation a couple of days ago.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Do you know that you were conceived in Toronto? Yeah, July long, 1984. Just thought it interesting that here you are, back where you began.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Love Mom.</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-52406177343417264432010-04-08T16:22:00.001-07:002010-04-08T16:22:58.127-07:00<span style="font-family: courier new;">*EMAILS FROM YOUR DAD FRIDAY!*<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">To: Allison (Daughter)</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">From: Ed (Dad)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Subject: My Diet Snapple Bottle Cap says:</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Wednesday 7th April</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Cats can make approximately 100 sounds. </span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-18431880027666013102010-03-10T01:53:00.001-08:002010-03-10T01:54:31.310-08:00<span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">To: Sarah (Daughter)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">From: Elaine (Mom)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Subject: How're Your Going?</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Sunday 7th March</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Chris and Ailsa came over for tea last night and that was very pleasant. We had a lamb curry pie and a chicken and leek pie, both from the butchers. We had to have them because Dad and I had a chicken and leek pie during the week which unfortunately I dropped as I was taking it out of the oven. It splattered everywhere. it was just like someone had vomited a whole pie. I was on my hands and knees scraping it back together with both hands when Dad appeared, uttered a heart-rending cry of "nooooooo" and then said we'd have egg with our chips instead. He was so mad and I thought it was so funny but I daren't laugh - it would not have been appropriate, but it was really funny. It was like I was trying to juggle with this damn thing but it got out of control. So we had one last night instead and I wasn't allowed anywhere near it.</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-36747826438616876812010-03-10T01:51:00.000-08:002010-03-10T01:52:00.171-08:00<span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">To: Allison (Daughter)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">From: Ruth (Mom)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Subject: after blowing out the candles</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Tuesday 2nd March</span><br /><br /><div style="font-family: courier new;">our emails totally crossed at almost the same second.<br /><br /></div><div style="font-family: courier new;">if we reach out to our computers in the next 3 seconds, we can maybe do an email hug! :) GO!<br /><br /></div><div style="font-family: courier new;">XO</div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-549806395426787172010-02-11T03:45:00.000-08:002010-02-11T03:46:11.564-08:00<div style="font-family: courier new;" id=":9n" class="ii gt"><span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><span style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>To: Allison (Daughter)<br /> </b></span></span><span style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>From: Ruth (Mom)<br /></b></span></span><span style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Subject: For you<br /> </b></span></span><span style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Tuesday 9th February</b></span></span></span><div> <span style="border-collapse: collapse;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><span style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: small;"></span></span><span style="line-height: normal; border-collapse: collapse;">Alli,<div> <span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; color: black; background-color: transparent;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; color: black; background-color: transparent;">Am sending to you a little valentine, it will go out with the 5 PM mail from the PO, and should reach you before Valentine's Day:)<div> <span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; color: black;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; color: black; background-color: transparent;">How is my honey?<div> <span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; color: black; background-color: transparent;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; color: black; background-color: transparent;">XO mama<div> <span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; color: black; background-color: transparent;">PS. I think your area will be part of this next storm? I guess you'll get a snow day tomorrow; good time to curl up with the furry girls.<div> <span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; color: black; background-color: transparent;">XXXXXXXO</span></div></span></div></span></div> </span></div></span></div></span></span></div> </div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-3459758400401162402009-11-19T05:06:00.000-08:002009-11-19T05:08:12.102-08:00<span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">To: Howie Goldklang (Son in Law)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">From: Mama in Law</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Subject: Re:</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Saturday 15th August</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">do you want the mew cd? someone from the label just gave it to me.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">i opened o's pic at home and that computer is almost dead. it flashes yellow and blue. i ordered a new one from dell. </span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-78144855885529888492009-11-19T04:55:00.000-08:002009-11-19T04:56:36.055-08:00<span style="line-height: 28px; font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><span>To: Allison (Daughter)</span><br /><span>From: Ed (Dad)</span><br /><span>Subject: So</span><br /><span>Wednesday November 18th</span></span><div style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" ><span style="line-height: 28px;font-size:100%;" ><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;" ><span style="border-collapse: collapse;font-size:100%;" >What's up?</span></div><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:'courier new',sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><span style="line-height: 28px;"><b><span style="font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; border-collapse: collapse;"><div> </div><div>Do your kitties want Zhu Zhu hampsters for Channukah?</div></span></b></span></span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-41469859043651615352009-10-20T22:48:00.001-07:002009-10-20T22:50:39.688-07:00<span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">To: Sarah (Daughter)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">From: Elaine (Mom)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Subject: re: People of Walmart<br />Thursday 15th October<br /><br /></span>Well thank you for that. I now have those gross images fixed in my brain. On the other hand, I suddenly feel good about myself....</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-18193506447641137082009-10-20T22:47:00.001-07:002009-10-20T22:47:52.113-07:00<span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">To: Allison (Daughter)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">From: Ruth (Mom)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Subject: xo</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Monday October 20th</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">you are wonderful and I adore you!!!!!!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">XO mama</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-69933915924225340592009-10-19T12:10:00.000-07:002009-10-19T12:12:52.812-07:00<span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">To: Drea (Daughter)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">From: Linda (Mom)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Subject: re: weekend</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Monday October 19th</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Amazing Race is still my favorite show and I wish you could get a job with them. What a way to see the world. Who is Reichen? The gay winner? My second favorite show is Brothers and Sisters, so you could work for them, too. I had to miss the first part of it last night because Amazing Race started over an hour late because CBS showed a stupid football game.</span> <div style="font-family: courier new;"><br /></div> <div style="font-family: courier new;">Did you see the picture I posted on Facebook?</div> <div style="font-family: courier new;">Love, Gidget</div>Dreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15582763040468068916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-28808014323413811512009-08-08T10:24:00.000-07:002009-08-08T10:25:49.716-07:00<span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">To: Sarah (Daughter)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">From: Elaine: (Mom)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Subject: I hear california has run out of money?</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Wednesday 1st July</span><br /><br /><p style="font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;">Hiya</span></span></p> <p style="font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;">So Arnie is now issuing IOUs to all and sundry. Interesting. It’s just like the West Wing!</span></span></p>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-27459400185387671982009-07-15T15:07:00.000-07:002009-07-15T15:11:13.390-07:00<span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">To: Drea (Daughter)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">From: Gidget (Mom)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Subject: Bevin's house</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tuesday July 13th</span><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Got back from visiting your sister. On Sunday, we hiked the Appalachian trail to Anthony's nose overlooking the Hudson River. It was a very steep climb. Unlike me, Jade and Jack weren't even breathing hard. We brought Shea who loved playing with the 5 other dogs that were there. We ended the evening at their huge firepit. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">There were thunderstorms on Monday, so we opted to go bowling. I had the high score!!! Your dad might never bowl again.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">love,</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Gidget</span>Dreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15582763040468068916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-9949672608413951332009-06-29T08:22:00.001-07:002009-06-29T08:22:28.556-07:00<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">To: Allison (Daughter)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">From: Ruth (Mom)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Subject: cats love me :)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Saturday 27th June</span><br /><br /><span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: courier new;"><div><span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; color: black; background-color: transparent;"><div> <span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; color: black; background-color: transparent;"><div><span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; color: black; background-color: transparent;"><div> <span style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; color: black; background-color: transparent;"><div><span style="border-collapse: separate;">alli,<br /> </span><span style="border-collapse: separate;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="border-collapse: separate;">i was walking down huntington avenue to meet madeline for a walk, and a kitty was outside a house i passed.<br /> </span><span style="border-collapse: separate;">i bent down to say hello, and it started to 'meow' and came over to me and was brushing contentedly against my legs and 'meowing' continuously.<br /> </span><span style="border-collapse: separate;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="border-collapse: separate;">maybe b/c i told the cat that i had a daughter who loves cats; that's what i told the cats in england. works like a charm.<br /> </span><span style="border-collapse: separate;">hope you're having a fine weekend </span></div><div><span style="border-collapse: separate;"><br /> </span><span style="border-collapse: separate;">XO mama c</span>at<img alt=":-P" src="http://cdn-cf.aol.com/se/smi/2b000001e4/04" /></div></span></div></span></div></span></div> </span></div> </span></span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-78546680166346934432009-06-26T08:09:00.001-07:002009-06-26T08:11:00.867-07:00<span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>To: Art (Son)</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>From: Kobbie (Mom)</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>Subject: CNN Breaking News</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>Thursday 25th June</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Not a good day - first Farah and now Michael.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">A definite passing here of more than people. Indeed icons.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Wow.</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-84715269840099259602009-05-19T14:31:00.000-07:002009-05-19T14:32:36.704-07:00<span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">To: Jake (Son)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">From: Lynn (Mom)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Subject: Need Movie</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Monday 18th May</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Choke sounds like fun!<br />It's a movie.</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-43669004490408678312009-05-15T09:59:00.000-07:002009-05-15T10:01:52.390-07:00<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">SPECIAL ALLOWANCE FRIDAY!! EMAILS FROM YOUR DAD!</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">To: Sarah (Daughter)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">From: Stephen (Dad)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Subject: It's raining kittens, just kittens</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Friday 15th May</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 11pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">I suppose you have heard about the kittens? One came outside my bedroom window on Monday night followed by two more on Tuesday night , I’m sure the first one must have text the other two telling them what a great place our house was so now we have three kittens and one very jealous Willis, who is not at all keen on the new visitors(“Cat ignores owners”, see latest cat monthly). They eat like there is no tomorrow, they seem to like me but only when I have food , why is that? I have had to take out a loan to buy more cat food, Willis is also demanding more stroking time and attention to compensate for keeping the kittens(cat union rules No1015).I have taken some photos of the happy trio and will send you some soon .<br /><br /></span><p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">We are having the most incredible Indian summer at the moment , it has not rained for at least 5 months and the temperature has been a constant 28c every day since April, very unusual , and very bad for farmers wanting to start sowing their crops it should rain by next Tuesday but the forecast is still for a dry </span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">Season ahead. End of forecast.</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">Anyway take care and enjoy your stay in New York (y’know they call it the big apple? Why is that? Why not the Gala apple?</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> </span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">Love Dad xxxxxxxxxxxx</span></p>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-53695076762351622252009-05-01T22:50:00.000-07:002009-05-01T22:51:49.726-07:00<span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">To: Jake (Son)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">From: Lynn (Mom)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Subject: re:</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Wednesday 29th April</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Ellie's good--she sleeps with me. But daytime comes and she scratches furniture and gnaws on me. Then I have to give here a time out so she stops lying on my computer.</span><br /> <br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">In my contacts, a little square comes up with your name and a taco star of david.</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-4314406678585774012009-04-24T17:20:00.000-07:002009-04-24T17:22:01.401-07:00<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">To: Paul</span><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"> (Son)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">From: Fiona (Mom)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Subject: RE: Troy Terrace, Daglish</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Monday 16th March</span><br /><br /> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"><span>PS your rubbish will be collected on a Thursday - I have been looking at the City of Subiaco website.</span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"><span></span> </div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"><span>mum</span></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-17148846169872752162009-04-23T18:50:00.000-07:002009-04-23T18:52:41.782-07:00<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">To: Art (Son)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">From: Kobbie (Mom)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Subject: Thanks</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Thursday 23rd April</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">****Oliver is the dog****</span><br /><br /> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">Hey buds!</p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">How are you doing??</p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"> </p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">Weird to think your brother is 23… God, where does time go when it passes? I think it deserves a coffin and memorial service ‘cause I’m starting to mourn its passing more and more every day.</p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"> </p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">Want a fun visual? I had to break into the house and climb through a window this morning. But wait, it gets better. Dad dropped Oliver and I off about 3-miles from the house so early this morning it was still dark when we left (though not when we got home). We ran on the road, but then I decided that today we’d be adventurous and we branched off and went through the Cougar Mountain Reserve. Cool, right? Except it rained last night and there was mud and muck everywhere. We were both covered – I just laughed and said what the hell.</p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"> </p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">Until I got home and had to climb in a window.</p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"> </p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">Not wanting to ruin our very expensive paint job on the dining room walls – you guessed it, I had to strip down to my skivvies. Not fun. You see, normally, we remember to leave the garage door open when Dad drops us off on his way to work. This morning we forgot. And Dad was at the airport to catch an early morning flight, so it’s not like he could come back home to let us in.</p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"> </p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">Oh, well. Now I have a story to tell. Hope you enjoyed it. I’m not quite laughing, yet. I’ll give it a day; I’m sure I’ll come around.</p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"> </p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">Okay, I’m off.</p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"> </p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">LOVE YOU!</p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;">Mom.</p>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-13180703037971497912009-04-17T10:47:00.000-07:002009-04-17T10:49:53.550-07:00<span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">To: Sarah (Daughter)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">From: Elaine (Mom)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Subject: Your Dog Thingy</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Date: Wednesday 15th April</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">At the moment I have one of those little battery operated fans going (hand bag size) cos it's so bloody HOT in here. I don't understand why, in a brand new building, they can't make the cool air flow onto me in my office and not just onto the books. Is it too much to ask that I can be COOL???? Sorry, but I am HOT, and not in a good way (although that's true too).</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-64874375810428170682009-04-13T19:16:00.000-07:002009-04-13T19:17:23.479-07:00<span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">To: Lauren (Granddaughter)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">From: Irene (Grandmother)</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Subject: re:hi</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Sunday 5th April 2009</span><br /><br /><div style="font-family: courier new;"><span></span></div><span style="font-family: courier new;">yes, i understoood that yoiu were very busy. i was talking to 3 friends one at a time, your mother and your father. i don't usually hang on the phone very long except with bobby. we sometimes talk for two hours. i shall call you as soon as i've walked teddy. he had a bath yesterday with conditioner afterwards and he smells delicious. much love - grandma</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-32453597969363669492009-02-06T09:29:00.000-08:002009-02-06T09:32:36.257-08:00<div style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">SPECIAL FRIDAY ALLOWANCE! EMAILS FROM YOUR DAD!<br /><br />To: Allison (Daughter), Ruth (Wife)</div><div style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">From: Edward (Dad)</div> <div style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Re: "GO RED FOR WOMEN"</div><div style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Friday 6 February</div><div style="font-family: courier new;"><br /></div><span style="font-family:courier new;">I was just extorted for $5.00 for a little round pin and a stale piece of Danish. Is your heart so different from mine that your heart needs a special day and mine doesn't.<br /><br /><br /><br />Allison emailed her dad back a response to this, and then he replied with:<br /><br />I am wearing the button for fear of ostracism. The danish I gave away. Interestingly enough, a stale danish is one of the unhealthiest creatures on earth.<br /></span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2119747566110195769.post-61019692566031960362009-01-30T16:45:00.000-08:002009-01-30T16:47:09.995-08:00<span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;">To: Howie (Son)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;">From: Shelley (Mom)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;">Re: tony stewart</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;">Wednesday 22nd October</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Howie,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">Who is Tony Stewart?</span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15234414293342944957noreply@blogger.com0