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dear future baby.

Thursday, April 8th, 2010

(disclaimer: I am not, I repeat not, pregnant.)

Dear future baby,

I have been thinking about you a lot lately. Perhaps because four of my friends are pregnant, or maybe because we just crossed another item off our pre-baby bucket list. Oh well, it doesn’t really matter why….I just wanted you to know that I was thinking about you today.

I was daydreaming and wondering what you’ll be like. Wondering if you’ll be a boy and be great at sports like your dad. Or if you’ll be a girl and have long eyelashes like I do. Maybe you’ll like to write, or maybe you’ll love music. Either way, you’re going to be so smart—I just know it.

Sometimes I wonder what it will be like to hold you, and just stare at you for hours. I know you’ll be so perfect that I won’t be able to take my eyes off of you. I can’t wait for that day. I can’t wait for the day when I am less selfish because I am too busy caring for and loving you to worry about anything else. You are going to change me, in a good way.

I have no idea when to expect you, and that’s okay. I just wanted you to know that I think about you often, and I pray for you too. I pray that I will be a good mom to you someday, and that Brett will be a good dad. I pray that you will always see the love that we have for each other, and the love that we have for you.

Until then, your dad and I will be enjoying this time to ourselves. We are seeking out adventures, laughing a lot, and learning lessons we need to learn before you get here. We are very much in love and can’t wait to meet you someday.

Know that you are already loved.

-A

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farewell letters.

Sunday, February 7th, 2010

Well friends, my brief stint in unemployment is officially over (knock on wood). I’d be lying if I said the past 6 weeks were nothing but pain and misery, for there were certainly some sweet moments to cherish. With that being said, I have written a few farewell letters for this special occasion:

Dear Bed,

It’s been nice spending extra time with you these past six weeks. Even more so, it’s been nice having the time to make you every morning. You are so pretty when you’re made. Don’t worry—I promise to visit you for extended periods of time on Saturdays and I’ll try to make you at least three times a week (don’t push it).

Dear Couch,

Thank you for supporting me, literally. Laptop in my lap or book in my hands, you provided a lovely resting place for me. We made some great memories….remember the 4 hours we spent together while I read the last part of Breaking Dawn? It was a perfectly beautiful lazy morning and I loved every second of it.

Thank you also for letting me nap on you. I know you’re not a bed, but I appreciate the fact that you occasionally let me treat you as such.

Dear Laundry,

I have kept you clean, folded, and put away for six straight weeks. I would like to take this time to thank you for your cooperation, and apologize for the monstrosity that is about to ensue. It was great while it lasted.

Dear Makeup,

You’ve been pretty neglected lately, and for that I am sorry. The good news? My new job requires me to be somewhat presentable so you’ll be seeing much more of me.

Dear Sweat Pants,

You and I have spent a LOT of time together, and I thank you for keeping me cozy. Although you will be somewhat neglected now, I promise to put you on at precisely 5:30pm when I get home. So rest assured—you will definitely be missed (probably the most).

Dear Craigslist,

I wish I could say that I’ll miss you, but we all know that’s not true. Thank you for informing me of the good, bad, and ugly job opportunities in this town. And thank you for cooperating while I impatiently hit “refresh” approximately 24 times in one hour. I know you’re heartbroken, with me being one of your most frequent stalkers visitors and all. But good news! I am on the hunt for a rotary phone and three vintage suitcases, so we might meet again soon.

Dear Oven,

This pains me almost as much as I know it pains you. Although my free time to bake will most certainly decrease, I promise to spend as much time with you as I possibly can. Evenings, weekends….whatever works best for you. I love you so much, and I always will.

Dear Treadmill,

Well, it was fun while it lasted—and you can’t say we didn’t try, right? Thank you for helping me burn enough calories to balance out the six hours I spent sitting on the couch every day. I will try to visit you occasionally, although I make no promises as to how often. I hope we can remain friends.

Dear DVR,

Thank you for providing me with so many much-needed distractions. Anytime I felt a nervous breakdown brewing, I knew one hour with you would take my mind off of everything. I truly appreciate your ability to faithfully record reality educational TV shows for me.

and lastly….

Dear Bank Account,

I’m sorry I have not been contributing to you lately. Trust me, it has hurt me more than it has hurt you. But, no need to dwell on the past, right? I promise to start making contributions as soon as possible. Please forgive me for slacking. It won’t happen again.

All my love,

Ashlee

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dear future employer.

Tuesday, January 5th, 2010

Dear Future Employer:

A wise friend once told me, “A dream job is not waiting to be found, but a series of experiences that brings you to the one you realize is perfect.” I know that she is right, but in the spirit of impatience persistence, I would like to reach out to you first. Certainly in my short twenty-something years on this earth, I have only experienced a fraction of what I will over time. Nonetheless, I believe my experiences to be of value, and with that said, I would like to take the first step to tell you what I am looking for.

I would like to work for an employer who treats me like a human. Despite what I look like first thing in the morning, I am undoubtedly, a human being (check the birth certificate). Please appreciate me for who I am and what I can do for you. Although I have possibly never met you before, I remain confident in the fact that I can help you.

Please teach me things. Not only am I a fast learner, but I love to learn. Also, please note: just because I want you to teach me things does not mean you should consider yourself above being taught. We all still have things to learn—even you.

Please challenge me. I am not above filing and picking up coffee in the morning, but I need to be challenged. If you’re not challenging me, you are wasting my talents, and I hate to be wasteful.

If you would like to pretend that I do not have a life outside of work, that is fine—as long as you know in the back of your head that I do. It’s fine if you did not go to college, but please do not speak poorly of those who did. I value education and it would be even better if you did too.

Please do not take credit for my ideas and/or my writing assignments. I am not a credit hog by any means, but I believe stealing praise for someone else’s work is a sign of poor management, poor leadership, and most importantly, a lack of respect.

Please put me in a position where I can write and talk to people, because I happen to be pretty good at both of those things. And don’t worry, it’s okay to ask me to organize the supply closet because I am OCD a neat freak.

Finally, please ask a lot of me and set high expectations for my success. If the bar is not set high, don’t bother hiring me. That would be a waste, and I hate to be wasteful.

We are both aware that this is a two-way street here. If you are willing and able to meet the terms of this letter, I, in return, will: work hard, stay late, occasionally bring coffee (maybe donuts), work harder, stay later, be a good team player, have a positive attitude, work even harder, bring new ideas to the table, meet your deadlines, be a joy to work with, rise to the occasion, and—I promise, you will never, ever regret hiring me. I guarantee it.

You can see more qualifications here and here.

Please find me soon. Until then, I’ll be impatiently patiently waiting.

Best,

Ashlee Gadd


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dear hair salon.

Tuesday, December 22nd, 2009

butterfly hairDear Future 2010 Salon and/or Stylist,

I am reaching out to you after a year of horrific salon experiences, including, but not limited to: color mishaps, botched layers, and uneven bang trims. To avoid any further disasters or miscommunications, here is what I am looking for in a salon:

Please offer me something to drink. When I sit for more than an hour, I sometimes get thirsty. Please make sure my clothes are covered. I do not like leaving the salon with dye and/or hair all over me.  Please listen to what I want. “Dark brown with a hint of red” does not mean “Carrot Top”….capiche? Please talk to me enough to acknowledge my presence, but don’t ask me 47 questions—I brought my magazine for a reason.

Please do your best to avoid getting dye on my ears and forehead. I do not enjoy leaving the salon with faux sideburns. Please do not take other appointments during my appointment, unless you know you have enough time (which, let’s be honest—you probably don’t). Please don’t smoke, and please don’t breathe smoke on me, or my hair. Please don’t cut my bangs too short. They do not grow back as quickly as you think. Speaking of which, please don’t blowdry my bangs with a round brush. Curled bangs have not been in style since 1987. Please don’t put 3 pounds of product in my hair before I leave the salon, and please don’t try to convince me that I need to buy four of those products immediately. And most importantly, please treat my hair like it’s attached to my head.

If you can help me out with these minor requests, I promise to be a good client. I promise to make my appointments ahead of time, show up early, and not attempt to trim my own bangs in between appointments because I know that annoys you.

Also—I promise to be a good tipper and tell all my friends how fabulous you are.

Sincerely yours,

Ashlee (the brunette)

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