The Forsberg Family

Dear The bad Parking man, After you parked so terribly next to me and I wrote you a little note explaining your decision to not straighten, you did very good at parking straight. However 2 days parking straight don't count for anything. Please try to practice parking more so that workers in the same building don't have to try to squeeze into their cars.... It's just polite. Dear Man who has a chew of tobacco and chooses to breath on me, You have stinky breath. I don't like it. I only have to train you because they said so. If you would like some gum, you'll have to spit the chew out and I will give you some. But chewing gum, eating candy, drinking coffee, etc, at the same time... Kind of grossing me out. No lie. Dear Glee, You make my heart happy. Dear Bills, I'm happy to have the responsibility and maturity it takes to master paying you along with balancing my check book. But if you could just stop, that would be great. Dear LA Fitness gym, You are always so em...

A little background: I work full time during the day. I go to school full time during the evening/night. My life is pretty filled with busy work at work and school. I rarely play, but when I do it's hard and fun. The other day, I had been telling my mom stories that I thought were HILARIOUS!!!! I started noticing, however, that every story I was telling my mom began with, "One time at work, blah blah blah." Other times they started more like, "HA! Ok! So at work, la la la!" I realized that I couldn't NOT talk about work. Not necessarily about work per se, however about the people I work with. The people I work with are hilarious, adventurous, crazy, and that's why I like them. It's a rare thing to like people at work, but I do. Then I realized that my mom doesn't know a lot about these people. I started wondering how many other times I've begun a story like that. IT HAPPENED SO MUCH MORE THAN I THOUGHT! AH! Yeah! I went back to ponder on my c...

Lazy People. In fact, I have no liking towards lazy people. Do I like being lazy? Yes! I take great joy in lazy days. But I am not lazy. I go to work Monday through Friday. Which means I wake up at 5 am, get to work by 6:30 am, (I have to have time to wake up and be ready for driving) and work with no naps (And I am a Nap Lover) until 3:30 pm. Then on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday I go and work out. Tues and Wed I work out before I go to school. Which reminds me that I am a full time student, so I have to put time aside to do homework. So the time for homework and working out, decreases my down time. Now today is just a day, in which, I am bothered about lazy people. Why you ask? Because if I work, go to school and work out (by choice, not requirement) I don't have time to clean my room, do my laundry, do homework all the time, clean the bathrooms, and change the dang toilet paper so that when people have to go to the bathroom after you and there is NOTHING. Onl...

So there I am at work. While at work, I trip. And while at work, when I trip, I trip in the bathroom. And when I trip in the bathroom at the place of work, I am actually in the stall. So when I trip in the stall of the bathroom I work, my head magically lands itself in the toilet. . . bowl. Annnnd when I trip and my head lands in the toilet bowl of wonder, my hands reach out to stop myself. To stop myself from falling. But when I trip in the Bathroom stall at the place I work, where my head is in the toilet, my hands accidentally flush the toilet. When my hands flush the toilet, I give myself what we like to call a swirly. And so at my workplace, in the toilet, where my head is sopping wet, I come out. And when I reach the place I like to call my desk, my co-workers ask me what happened. So I smile sheepishly and respond. . . . . . "Well It just so happens I tripped!" I believe that my story goes questioned. However I am very unlikely at this time to say the whole story. . . ...