To: Our town DPW

From: Betty (last name)

Date: 2/27/2008

Re: Damaged mailbox

Address: 123 Main Street

Our Town, USA

I’m writing to you regarding my mailbox which was damaged by “Our Town” plow truck. The incident took place on Thursday, 2/7/08 between 11:30 AM-12:00 PM.

At 8:00 AM, our mailbox was in good condition as I removed the previous day’s mail before dropping my son and niece off at the bus stop for school.

Tyler has been such a great helper around the house doing chores, etc…the past few weeks, that I decided he deserves a one-on-one date with Mommy. For his reward, we went to see “Night at the Museum” on Saturday afternoon.

As I mentioned here how I’m not a sucker fan of buying snacks at the movie theaters. You can purchase the same box of gummi bears or bigger for half the price at a convenient store. All you’d need is a big purse to sneak bring it into the theater, along with your water bottle (which is like $3 freaking 50 cents at the movies PER BOTTLE!) Hey, don’t roll your eyes at me, I bet some of you do the same thing too!!

I’m not exactly Ms. Manners (although I might annoyingly come across as one, alright I’ll admit it!) but when I’m on the phone with someone, I try not to chew and talk at the same time, except for talking to my sisters maybe. On the other hand, I might be picking my nose but who would know that through the phone?!

I received a phone call from a telemarketer for a charity organization this morning (even if you’re on the “Do Not Call List”, non-profit organizations are exempt) and the the guy was chewing something really crunchy that I can hear him loud and clear. He asked for me and I annoyingly told him to finish chewing and call me back later. And he said sheepishly “ok”.