We are SO over . . .
Dear John,
I mean Jack. Jack Frost, that is. There is such a thing as wearing out your welcome, and I do believe you have finally crossed that line. You were much more interesting to me back in November, when you were playing hard to get. But frankly, you've become a bit of a show-off. And to be perfectly honest, I wish you would move on to greener pastures.
Okay, I'll admit we have had some good times, but I am not interested in reconciling. . . at LEAST not until next Christmas. As of now, we are SO over.
I mean Jack. Jack Frost, that is. There is such a thing as wearing out your welcome, and I do believe you have finally crossed that line. You were much more interesting to me back in November, when you were playing hard to get. But frankly, you've become a bit of a show-off. And to be perfectly honest, I wish you would move on to greener pastures.
Okay, I'll admit we have had some good times, but I am not interested in reconciling. . . at LEAST not until next Christmas. As of now, we are SO over.
Amen. My only hope is it's now almost 5 weeks until spring...The countdown officially began with that pesky little groundhog that did no good for me this year!
ReplyDeleteI am so with you on that one. Today it is 50 degrees and i am so spring feverish right now...but alas it will not last, I will not get my hopes up!
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