I've been getting some very encouraging emails from you guys and I just want to take a moment to say "Thank you." and "Wow, some of you guys are REALLY FUCKED UP. I'm glad you don't know where I live."
Partly because I think that these letters need to be shared, and partly because I'm lazy and like to take Fridays off, I've decided to start publishing some of them with my responses on Fridays. Feel free to write in and let me know what you're thinking, or if you have any questions about me or if you'd like advice on your love life. I think that would be really fun. For me I mean, probably not for you.
Anyway, here goes. Our first letter is from Sally. Sally writes:
Dear Kit,
You just randomly started following me on twitter which lead me to read your blog. Which is fucking hilarious. And I thought someone should be decent enough to let you know.
Although, I was a little worried in some parts, because you write like I think, and I had to pause and consider whether I actually have a secret husband and kids that I've suppressed all knowledge of.
I'm pretty sure I don't.
Although, I'm going to set traps for myself for a while just to make sure I'm not sneaking off from my scintillating life to be someone's mother.
Anyway, just wanted to say thanks.
Sally
And my response:
Dear Sally,
I randomly follow people in real life too. ( Aside: FYI, the phrase, "I'm sorry officer it's just been a huge misunderstanding" can get you out of a lot of awkward situations - but not when you're skinnydipping in a stranger's hottub.)
Anyway, thanks for saying such nice things about my blog. My humor (aka scathing comments) is underappreciated in my real life so the kind words me a lot to me.
It's funny that you mention that you were worried that you had a secret family because I often think that I have a secret life where I DON'T have a husband or children - but then my husband calls the cops and they bring me home. (No big deal, just a huge misunderstanding.)
Anyway, next time you want to see how it feels to have a family, come on over. I'll let you hang with mine while I run out for an hour - or two. I've been meaning to get over to the new neighbor's house. I hear they have a hot tub.
Love,
Kit
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