Friday letters: search terms edition

After this week's heavy post, I thought I should lighten it up a bit. I'm linking up with Ashley for Friday Letters. This week, I found some inspiration from my Google search terms.

To the person looking up "I'm Jealous of my cat," I don't know how I can help you. My guess is you were directed to my post about being jealous that my neighbors have a Schwans man, or the post where my cat pooped on my dogs new blanket. Either way, I don't think this is what you want.

Dear "Christina Aguilera boobs/boobs falling out" I have to apologize that you were directed to this corner of the interwebs. You must have been quite disappointed that I don't have any pictures of boobs, just complaints that Xtina can't find a properly fitting shirt when she judges The Voice.

Yo, "Noodles through a colander:" I love Spaetzle. I hope you enjoyed the recipe. I think I want to make some right now. (Spaetzle is a German noodle dish. And it is fantastic.)

To the people looking up eggnog coffee cake, candy Christmas decorations, and Christmas ornaments: It's July/August. 'Nuff said.

Handsome Olympians Collage: I believe I have Googled the same thing. You are welcome.

One last letter: Dear Summer, slow the F down.  Love, Casey

6/22 Wedding Week: Friday Letters Edition

For Wedding Week, I have decided to write Friday Letters to myself. But Me two years ago before the wedding, with things that I wish I would have known before the wedding. 

Dear Prewedding Casey,

Your husband's aunties (all 15+ of them) will help with wedding set up/clean up in so many ways. It is amazing. You will feel so loved and like such a part of the family. However, they will not see your vision with your tissue poms that you spent months working on. You know what? You like them and if you want them hanging above your cake, you hang them above your cake. They (the poms) do not have to be banished to the beer tent.

Your DJ is not very good. I mean, he's okay, but get him a list of songs you want played. When people say "no" to your request for Party in the USA by Miley, remind them that you are wearing the big white dress and if you want to nod your head like yeah or move your hips like yeah, you are allowed to. And even though you want a Miley Cyrus song played, you do not want your wedding reception to sound like a middle school dance. Please tell him that.

You will not get a piece of cake. Have someone save you one.

Thank you for getting your photographer a list of pictures that you want taken. Now make sure someone is in charge of making sure those pictures will get taken. You will be very upset when you realize there is not a picture of you, the Mister and your mom and another one of you, the Mister and his parents. You will also be upset that there is not a picture of you and your Uncle. 

There will be a large truck load of trees delivered to the reception site. Don't be surprised. They will look nice. You will also see a large pile of rocks and dirt at the reception site 2 days before the wedding. Don't panic. It will be taken care of because your father-in-law is amazing.

Save a table for you and the Mister to sit at. Apparently people don't give up their seat to the bride and groom, and you will be sitting back behind some bushes at your reception.

Spend time with your out of town family. You don't see them enough.

You and the Mister will exchange cards before the wedding. The one he gives you is about a billion times better than the one you give him. Write something more thoughtful. 

Love, Casey