Dear Carmella.......

Do you feel it's necessary to play games with me after I have worked all day? Why do you feel the need to stand in the bedroom doorway staring at me and not budging when I am begging you to come into the bedroom? Not only does it make me upset but I had a very hot bowl of corn in my hand and I was starving! And nauseous!

Why is it, when I put the hot bowl of yummy corn down, you take off running? Causing me to come after you. Knowing I will not catch you because you are faster than me. Did you not realize I was in my underwear running in front of the big window so our neighbors could see my gigantic butt? Or the color of my face as it was turning all sorts of shades of red? By that time, my hot corn is turning into luke warm corn and I am starting to get a headache because I am so hungry. Just come to me when I ask. Is it that hard?

I tried grabbing your food bowl, I tried turning the faucet on because I know you love your water and usually you will come running. I even tried to grab your leash and go to the front door in my underwear just to trick you. Why are you so smart?? WHY??

Finally, after getting on my knees at the front door and pretending to put the leash on your brother Zander, you decide to grace me with your presence. You stinker! I have other words for you but I'll be nice since I slept on it.

For you information, Carmella, I do not like to play catch the stinky dog after working over eight hours and being extremely exhausted. I do not like running in my underwear all over the condo so the entire world can see the crazy pregnant woman trying not to lose it in her underwear. I do not like yelling at you when I have two precious little babies in my belly and I do not like eating cold corn, thankyouverymuch!!!

Man, do I wish I had a nice big back yard. *Sigh*