Dear Mr.
Love,
No offense, but you are not my beer of choice, but since we have tons of you left over from the Yappy Hour, you will make do.
Thanks for keeping me company after a long day of work and people telling your boss they don't really like you. You are also helping me bring my blood pressure down after a tearful conversation with my Mom about my Dad's health. Though, I don't think there are enough of you to ever dull that pain.
I am also hoping that my days with you will be numbered as we try for Baby Dew Attempt #2 soon.
So, Mr. , thanks for hanging out with me until hubby gets home and I drown my sorrows on his shoulder.
Love,
Mrs. Dew
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