Passive Aggressive Letters…with love.

It’s that time again!  Time to get some ranting off my chest.  Of course in the most passive aggressive way possible, some kinda sorta anonymous letters sent out into the cyber world.  Have a complaint against humanity?  Feel free to play along.


Dear Kicky,

I understand that you are an over grown man child, perhaps not quite in control of your 16 year old arms and legs.  They do look to be rather long and gangly.  I also understand that this dance recital in well into it’s second hour of dance pieces filled with little people that you do not know, so this might be boring for your teenage mind.  What I do not understand is why you are not picking up on my not quite so subtle death stares that  I keep sending your way.  You need to STOP kicking my seat before I lose it in front of that girlfriend you are currently failing to impress. Sit still young man. 


The woman who has now given you three dirty looks and one heavy sigh.

Dear SassyHubby

You really were the life of the party last night.  You laughed until you cried and we giggled right along with you.  You ate, you drank, you might have even danced a little.  It was fun right?  I really do wish you had accepted my generous offer to get you an Advil and some water, however, you did not.  So here we are on a Sunday afternoon at 3pm, the “we have to get this stuff done before we go away list” is a freakin mile long, BUT you are still feeling just a little under the weather.  Dear Hubby of mine, my sympathy for this self Induced flu has warn off.  Chug a water, chase it with some coffee and get your behind outside.  You can sleep again when the sun goes down.


Sorry Not Sorry That You Just Can’t Party Like You Used TO



  1. Lynda Cook says:

    I loved your last letter, sitting here laughing. I should totally steal it from you to give to my hubby, that was so well

  2. Ha, love these letters. I so understand the husband letter.

  3. Oh yeah – I totally agree! Seat kickers & self-induced flu people drive me nuts.

  4. I long ago gave up death stares. Boyo, if you don’t man up, I will personally give you a Brazillian and put you in a tutu.

  5. I probably would have killed the 16yrold.

  6. Your segments like this are always fun for all. Well, except for your husband.

  7. Ha Ha! I love both of them. I have a Mr. Kicky the other day….my sighs and death stares were not met with NON kickiness either. :9

  8. Victoria Ess says:

    Haha thanks for the laugh and wishing you a safe trip!

  9. Chandra Christine O'Connor says:

    ha love it. but dont you just hate when you are trying to get someones attention without people knowing and they say outloud “what”

  10. Melinda says:

    Sadly death glares don’t work..sigh…some people are so clueless…I’m looking at you, the loud gum chewer on the bus!

    Thanks for the letters, I had a good laugh.

  11. Debbie Bashford says:

    This is a great way to get something off your chest

  12. Darlene Schuller says:

    hahaha this is a fabulous idea!!

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