Dear Earl,
I know that, as a storm, you don’t have much control over your own movements. But, this weekend, could you try to steer clear of Logan airport? I have a friend, a very dear sister friend, coming to visit me, and I’d really like to see her. She already had to push her trip back once, thanks to Mother Nature (and some pesky bugs…) and I just want her to be here so we can eat snacks and sun ourselves and giggle.
I think you can relate, because even as a storm, you must like to giggle, no? Anyways, I’d really appreciate it. I am sending you anti-Massachusetts but stay-strong-storm vibes, so you can rain on someone else’s parade.
Sincerely,
Jennie
I WILL BE THERE IF I HAVE TO HITCHHIKE WITH JOHN CANDY’S POLKA BAND IN A RENTAL TRUCK LIKE IN HOME ALONE.
love, k
I love the way you write, almost as much as I love you.
And Kate, that literally made me laugh out loud.
I wish I could be there to make you scones and coffee and hear you giggle. I miss you both more than you know. Earl, beware, we are all working against you.