Wednesday, April 8, 2009

I love my clock

Dear 4:15,
I love you. I know that I've told you this before.. but dang it, I'm telling you once more. You are my favorite time of the day, but ONLY when you're P.M. (You were truly my enemy this morning at 4:15 a.m, when I awoke to find you flashing at me with your typical neon glow, taunting me. But, that's beside the point)

But, not you Mr. 4:15 pm. You are my friend. I love you because you get me out of work in approximately 45 minutes. I love you because you're that much closer to dinner. (and we all know how much a pregnant chick likes her dinner)
There's not many more reasons than those two right there. But, they truly are the best reasons.

Love, love and more love,


  1. I would love 4:15 a lot more if my 4:15 could be YOUR 4:15!

  2. This is hardly a lovely comment, but I have to admit to reading the title of this post completely wrong the first time I looked at it.