Dear Sunny Kitchen, Coffee Pot, and New Moon,
I love you. You are the best thing to happen to Saturday since Saturday night.
Love,
Your Favorite Weekender
Dear MOA in the weeks before Christmas,
I hate you. I mean, I love your pretty sparkly decorations and silly Christmas muzak, but I hate your parking lot and people that walkwalkwalk and then STOP in the middle of the aisle/hall/etc., as I just about barrel myself and new purchases into you.
Love,
An admittedly Scroogey-shopper
Dear Gazela Vinho Verde,
Why, oh why, are you only $4.99? I love this. LOVE this. You are, after all, my new favorite white wine and your beautiful bottle should be sold as art. But why the sudden steal at every liquor store I visit? *sigh*
I love you,
Your Favorite Wino
Dear SW Mpls/Linden Hills/Wherever I Now Live,
I’m ’bout to make you my bitch. :) In a good way. I’m thrilled to start ravaging exploring your nooks and crannies. Does that sound dirty? Good. This is going to be fun.
Love,
Your newest resident, horny for your wines and coffees and pastries and overpriced goodies of all sorts.
Doniree Walker is an aspiring yogini, jet-setter, foodie, and story-teller. She's a writer and geek girl by trade, and a lover and a connector by lifestyle, and is currently obsessed with: train travel, single-serving chocolate milk, and brand new notebooks. Oh, and she's also part supergirl. Wanna be friends? 
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I completely feel your pain on the MOA walkingwalkingSTOP thing. That sucks.
Have fun with the crooks and nannies! Er, I mean nooks and crannies!
You’re hilarious! Speed it up with New Moon, I am almost a quarter of the way through Eclipse.
Totally agree with the mall issue, the only thing that can completely diminish my love of shopping is stupid other people and stupidly crowded malls full of them.
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