You’ve got mail


I’ve decided to write an email today instead of a blog.  I love writing emails, but I’ve been so bad at sending them these days.  So much correspondence has slipped by the wayside.  I have months of messages that I want to respond to, but when I email all day for work, the last thing I want to do in my free time is write an email – even when I like you.

So, here goes.  An open email to whoever stumbles across here today.

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That’s right, a “Hey” with an exclamation point, because that’s how I’m greeting you.  Exclamatorally.  An exclamatory greeting to open an extemporaneous email.

It’s Friday morning, and it feels kind of “fallish” here in Denver today.  I’m actually wearing a sweater, and I’ve been drinking peppermint tea.  Now I’m chewing peppermint gum.

I like it how some little kids think that peppermint gum is “spicy.”  That’s cute.  I wonder why “peppermint” starts with “pepper,” and what the common thread is between peppermint, bell peppers, and peppercorn.

Incidentally, my favorite character in “Annie” the musical was always Pepper.  She had a chip on her shoulder, and was kind of a bully, especially to little Molly.  But Annie was a scrapper, and wasn’t afraid of Pepper – and they wound up being great friends.  Kind of like me and Seattle Miranda – two strong, different personalities that could have butted heads, but wound up meshing together perfectly.

Seattle Miranda is actually now New York Miranda, so maybe I should refer to her as such.

I never, ever want to go back to school.  No higher education for me, no sir.  I’m attending instead the School of Hard-Knocks – but let’s be honest, more the School of Not-Real-Problems.  My “problems” aren’t always real problems.

I’m a worrier by nature.  I worry about the future, mostly, which is stupid because THE FUTURE NEVER HAPPENS.  It’s like chasing a mirage, or staring into the fog.  The only real thing is the present moment, the right here, the right now.  If I had three wishes, they would be 1) not to worry, 2) not to be afraid, and 3) no more debt.

Wait, 3) wouldn’t be an issue if not for 1) and 2).  I’m changing 3) to “a shoulder rub.”

Have a great weekend.  I’ll be climbing 14ers number 14 and 15 tomorrow.  You can write me back if you want.




  1. Marijke on October 8, 2010 at 12:24 PM

    So funny, because while I was driving to work today I actually was thinking of drafting you an email. And the email was going to say, “Do you think you’ll ever move back to Nashville?” Except now I’m not going to send it because I know you’re so many months behind, and by the time you respond you might have ALREADY moved back there.

  2. Miranda Warder (Seattle Miranda) on October 8, 2010 at 1:10 PM

    NO MORE SCHOOL! I’m chin deep in my master’s thesis with GREAT professors to work with. I will also be extremely excited when its done!

  3. Erin on October 9, 2010 at 5:15 PM

    My students (four-year-olds) always call peppermint gum “hot” and it’s really funny. Funnier still are the faces that they make while chewing it.

  4. Jeremy on October 9, 2010 at 7:58 PM

    I saw this in my reader and I was like “yeah that would be fun to write an email to some random person” but then I couldn’t find an email (I didn’t look very hard). so I’ll just leave a comment instead.
    I was in Annie the play, but I didn’t like it very much. it felt tooo cheesy, but there was one part that I really liked. I can’t even remember what it was called, but it was when Warbucks when of to the side a little and sang about how he knew Annie had to go but he wished that he could have adopted her. Oh and he had a new locket in his hands I think…

    So anyway, Random person from the Blue awkwardly saying hi to you, but only because you said hi first.


  5. Jacklyn on October 11, 2010 at 10:54 AM

    So this week is my fall break and first on my “get my life in order” task list is respond to emails. Ugh, like you, especially when long distance, I only have email to catch up with friends and somehow in the mix of it all and staring at a screen all day, coming home and doing the same never seems to happen. Slowly but surely. And honestly, not responding to emails for months…who am I?! haha Oh goodness. I’m right there with you Miss Parsons :)

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