Friday Mailbag
02/19/2016
February is just chugging right along . . . and I've been (quietly) writing (and mailing) a-letter-a-day all through the month.
It seems appropriate that I should dip into the virtual Friday Mailbag at least once during A Month of Letters, so here goes.
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Dear Brian,
How can this be? Really. How? It seems this little guy was . . . just here. And now? 24!
So. Tell me. How?
P.S. Happy birthday! XO
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Dear my-20-year-old-body,
I must sincerely apologize. I simply did not appreciate your being there . . . 36 years ago. I just had no idea how supple and flexible you really were. How you could leap out of bed in the morning without aches and pains and groans and moans. How you could bend and stretch and lift and run and not feel it the next day. How you could eat pizza and drink beer and follow it up with ice cream and maybe even some cake . . . and not gain an ounce.
I wish I could wake up JUST ONCE and be in your body again. Just for the morning. To remember what that felt like, y'know?
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Dear Winter,
Mark Torgerossa, MLive Weather Correspondent, assures me that it's going to feel like Spring tomorrow. Close to 60 degrees (F), he says. My iPhone forecast agrees. Warm. Really warm. So, Bon Voyage to you, Winter. At least for today.
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Dear Locker Room SLOBS,
Yes. Our gym has towel service. Yes. It's a really nice perk. Now. Pick up your used towels and place them in the proper receptacles when you're finished with them.
Because your mother doesn't work in the locker room.
(And I'm not picking your towels up for you either.)
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Dear Patty,
Happy Birthday, my friend! I'll be drinking a toast to you this evening!
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Enjoy your weekend!