Dear House,

Dear Apartment,
I have noticed that you have been falling below par lately. I do not mean disrespect, but I overlooked your paper-thin walls and grimy disposition at first. However, your recent development of black mold makes me feel wiggly inside. Your walls are deformed, you have a smokey-cat aroma, and we neither smoke nor do we have cats. Now the last comment is in no way your fault, but the creepy old man who seeks my attention and tells me he "watches me" then follows me around, has really tipped me off my rocker.

Sincerely,
Janelle

Dear House,
Thanks for being on sale for such a reasonable price. Please be mine and tell your friends at the bank to hurry, before I turn up in a garbage can in Nebraska (courtesy of the pervert neighbor).

Love always,
Janelle

Daniel Alan

I told Danno that I did a post about my loves during Valentine's Day and he immediately asked: "Did you talk about me?" Although he was joking, I realized that I didn't mention him. Oops. But don't be fooled, our marriage is not in trouble and I like him lots and lots. Here is why:

Danno has been cool since day one. I remember our first encounter in middle school when we wore matching outfits for picture day [zip polar fleece vests were a hot item that year].
He now makes my lunches, works late hours, goes to school full time, hugs me when I'm sad, gets me flowers for fun, cleans the house, corrects papers, and he always lets me know how much he loves me. He is the best husband ever!

LOVE
Danno won my heart our senior year of highschool. We had lockers near eachother and he always dressed so trendy and smelled so good. We started dating in October of 2004. Twist alert: I had a boyfriend at the time but Danno was just so cute and the boyfriend was hunting so I went with Danno and BJ to the movies. Danno and I held hands [scandal!] and from there it started!
On my 18th birthday my mom came and checked me out to go to lunch with her. On my way out the door, Danno grabbed my hand and asked if I could wait a second. He went to his locker and pulled out a cd. He made me a mix and wrote explanations why the songs reminded him of me. In true teenage fashion, I got all annoying/excited/teenage-ish but I really decided I loved him then. My love for him has changed from the teen/twittery love to LOVE LOVE now, but I still get that twittery feeling whenever I see him. He is the bomb. There is no contesting that.

Daniel Alan, you're my hero. [exerpts of that quote taken from Ferris Buhler's Day Off]

I Heart Valentines Day!

Valentines Day is this weekend so I thought I would share some of my loves.

Love: Valentines Day. Pink, red, and white chromatic scheme. Hearts and happy things.
Love: Reality TV. Bachelor-I have a sick obsession which I am ashamed of but can't look away from the twisted love triangle (or heptagon...). American Idol, Project Runway, Biggest Loser, So You Think You Can Dance.
Love: Crafts and craftiness.
Love: Puppies and babies.
Love: Love.

Happy Valentines Day to everyone! I love you!