I am 17 days into the 30 Day Challenge. I wrote to my doctor, nurse, and college roommate. I sent a card of gratitude to the long suffering substitute who endured my squirrely students while I recovered from sinus surgery. Sprinkled in the mix are thank you, birthday, and thinking of you cards. Everyone I wrote to are people I know AND love. Now I am ready to branch out and write some letters to people I don't know.
Dear Sharon, I find that rotating the crops is very important . . . |
Is that my letter from Eydie? I've been waiting 32 years for this! |
Prairie Eydie is determined to make Hummels cool |
Now I am wishing that I chose someone easier to write to. Someone like Oprah's best friend, Gayle.
First dilemma. What am I going to write this fan letter on? Definitely not my on my Hello Kitty thank you cards OR on the homemade Hummel-reading-a-paper-on-a-toilet card. The love postcards are all wrong as well. (Actually the love postcards aren't really appropriate for anyone.)
BRUCE! You are the cat's meow. |
Prairie Friends. I don't ask for much. But I am asking for help with this fan letter. I just want my form letter and glossy photo.
Shake out your hand and keep writing those cards/letters!
Prairie Eydie
This letter has been 30+ years in the making. I haven't seen you in ages and I could write it for you:
ReplyDeleteDear Bruce. I was a fan way back and loved listening to the River and Born to Run. Plus, that would chase away my less cool friends. I would be found singing Rosalita thyself while li in in my parents basement. When Born in the USA came out I initially cried "sell out"! Later like the whole country I came to embrace it and dreamed of tripping Courtney Cox of the stage to dance with you. I even followed you personal life like a mini TMZ paparazzi. Flipping comments about your single years and marriage to "she slices, Di es, no.... Julliennes. Not that I passed any judgements on that talentless supermodel. Never. Then you hooked back up with Patti. And we both matured. I followed your social conscious stuff that only a die hard fan could. I probably work your music into my lesson plans with my students. I've grown up, I want to thank you for being there for me, and sometimes when I listen, I'm still just spinning around in my parents basement listening to a scratchy old Rosalita.
Please excuse grammar issues. A smart phone is no laptop.
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