I saw a little tutorial for a love note mailbox in a blog I read called Natalie Creates. I thought it was adorable, so when we went to Target today (time for truth, I had to wear Danny’s deodorant for three days because we had after school meetings and could not stop at the store), I picked up this tin mailbox from the dollar bin. Danny has already found a love note in there—I thinking this is going to be really fun. 

Guys, I am feeling incredibly old these days. Here are some reasons. 

1. I have said, “Kids weren’t like this when I was young” at least five times this week. 

2. My celebrity crush is Bradley Whitford. He’s as old as my parents—that can’t be a good sign. 

3. I fell asleep last night, and I have no recollection of even closing my eyes. One minute, I was enjoying an episode of Pushing Daisies, the next minute, it’s 3 in the morning, and I have no idea where I am. 

4. I can’t muster up the energy to leave my house on a Friday night. Danny and I were going to see a movie tonight, but once we got home from school, we both slipped on our comfy pants, and the rest was history. 

5. I have to warm up my heating pad, just to get my neck muscles relaxed enough to allow my shoulders to stop touching my ears. 

6. My nose keeps dripping, so I keep a handy supply of tissues stuffed up my housecoat sleeve. 

7. I am thinking about making a cross stitch of The Golden Girls. 

I mean, seriously, everyone. What’s wrong with me? I need to reclaim some of my youth. That’s it, you guys have convinced me. I’m going to pierce my nose and get a face tattoo tomorrow. I’ll let you see the design when it’s finished. 


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