Breaking Up Is Hard To Do.

Dear Zucchini,
I think we need to take a break. You're smothering me. No, really. I dream of you, I wake and my first thoughts are of you, and it's got to stop! Zuke, I have thoroughly enjoyed you from time to time, but lately, you're EVERYWHERE. I know I said before that I couldn't get enough of you, but you've started taking over our relationship, and I'm done with you and I. Yes, it's done. I will always be thankful for the SALSA dance in the kitchen for the past two weeks.. it was really hot! And I will RELISH the memory of last night-- you're just so sweet. But you see, I have run out of patience with you. You've really changed these past few days and you seem to be rotting from the inside. You were quite large-- bigger than I've ever had before! And you tasted so good! But now, oh, ZuZu, all that's left of you is a tini 'cchini! Shrivelled, at best. To put it plainly, our love affair is making my family ill. So, Zuke, while I've enjoyed you filling my storage room (VL) I must say with a happy heart that we're done. I won't say I'll miss you, because I know it'll be a while before I've completely gotten you out of my life.

Sincerely,
The One Who Could Seriously Puke if She Sees Another Zuke!~



Dear friends,
remember me? I probably owe you an email, or a facebook message, or even a visit. I probably haven't seen you in a few weeks. Some I haven't seen since the wedding (and even then, it was so busy, I didn't "SEE" many of you). And some have patiently been waiting on me for MONTHS! I truly DO miss you. I think of you all the time. I'm here. Sulking. In Mo-town. Surrounded by snow.
Missing you,
ME!