Kat over at 3Bedroom Bungalow (from my previous post) does something called “Dear So and So…”

It happens to be a coincidence that I feel this past weekend is the perfect recipe for a good “Dear So and So…” entry. Basically, if I have it right, the premise is to vent about the various people/irritants/blessings that you have encountered in the last few days.

So, here it goes:

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Dear Nightclub owner,

I swear we didn’t steal that bottle of tequila that we held in our hands. I swear it was the stag do before us. We are innocent I tell you, INNOCENT! It did taste good though. Thanks.

Still dehydrated,

Lush MAL

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Dear town of Abergavenny in Wales,

I know you were trying hard to make a museum out of nothing, but that truly was pitiful. And, the castle outside! You call that a castle? I would just demolish it and be done with it. No use in pouring over the rubbles of rock. Just no point.

With love anyway,

A disappointed visitor

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Dear Magazine from 1958 (in museum at Abergavenny),

When I was reading you, I felt very disturbed with the story about the lady in the navy blue dress. I find it astonishing that you advocated that women abandon all sense of monetary needs in order to get their husband’s attention. When that husband gushed over the hot blonde in the white dress the entire party, you blamed the wife. And, well, it just wasn’t fair. So what if the wife wanted to spare a few pennies on a more “reasonable” dress! That is certainly no excuse for him to act as he did – no matter how much you tried to get your readers to believe it was.

Aghast at 1950′s views,

A Modern Woman

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Dear Drunk Girl in the street at 3AM,

As much as you wanted to believe that Jocko was the guy you had been talking to all night long, he wasn’t, and no matter how much you protested, that still wouldn’t change the fact that you were a drunken, confused mess. My man! Mine!

Thanks for making me laugh though.

The Girlfriend of Jocko

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Dear Medieval Festival,

I really wished we hadn’t shown up five minutes too late. Oh, what I wouldn’t have given to have seen some jousting and maidens walking about in Wales. And, I thought those types of things only existed in “Role Models” – what a plum!

A bit sarcastically,

MAL

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Dear Weather,

Thank you for keeping Monday gorgeous. Despite the disappointing Welsh castle, the weather made up for it. Keep at it!

Best regards,

Sunbathing Queen

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Dear hairdresser,

Please be good tomorrow. I’m counting on you to get me out of this miserable rut of hair color I’m encountering right now.

Eager for new hair,

MAL