Sunday, March 6, 2011

Mail Call.

Dear Sunday,
Why do you take the weekend from us and why do you always arrive so quickly? Take your time. We really won't mind!

Dear Ippon Judo,
Wow!

Dear Cabin,
We love you. The end.

Dear Treadmill,
I beat you down today! No inhaler, no stopping and finished the 5 miles. Take that! I shall celebrate with a Skinny Cow in your honor.

Dear Little Man,
You are the best Judoka out there. One thing I want you to remember, with all of my intensive Judo training. Relax. When it is practice, work on that "perfect" throw but at tournaments my son, become a scrapper! We are proud of you either way. The two are different and need different applications. Learn from the scrappers.

Dear Biz,
Isn't it great that Judo weekends become Mommy and Me weekends? I learned how to french braid. What could be better than that little one? I know they are long for you but I enjoy our chats while we are at them and there are always funny things to watch. So it is good for us to giggle at. Not so bad, not so bad!

Dear Boy who Posted (and didn't take the fall),
Don't do that again. That was gross, sad and scary all at the same time. DON'T DO IT, TAKE THE FALL!!!!! Yuck!

Dear Mister,
It is Sunday. We had the weekend. I heart you forever and more than all the Ippons that Ippon Judo gave this weekend and in all of their little careers out there on any mat. Thank you for coaching our Little Man. I know you get frustrated but remember that being out on the mat by yourself is different than watching it happen. Our Little Man is amazing because of you. I will miss your face this week and there will be bad hole on your side of the bed. Hurry home. Be safe.

Dear Deer that Hit Our Car,
Bad decision. However, I was quite happy to not see you dead on the side of the road this weekend. My happy thought is you are with your family telling the story from a different perspective than we had. Again, Bad Decision. Cars are made out of metal. Enough said.

Dear Friends that Entertained Me and Coached My Little Man,
Thank you. The weekend was perfect because of you. Thank you for being you. Thank you for sharing in the life of our family. We enjoyed you. I enjoyed you!

Dear Family/Friends that Couldn't Come,
We missed you. Our hearts were sad. Come back. Come back to this crazy Judo schedule. Your absences were greatly felt and we missed you more than words can say.

Dear Teacher Friend in Colorado,
My heart and my profession is not the same without you in it! I miss you! I miss your crazy food smells! Can you come back?

Dear Away Family,
Life isn't the same when sharing it on the phone. This has to end. Who is going to make the move?

1 comment:

Maki said...

Oh how sweet are you?! I miss you too! I wish you could just move here and teach with me, we make a fantastic team (plus I could also use your microwave to heat up my lunches!) Love you!