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Dear Community,

Our tech team has launched updates to The Nest today. As a result of these updates, members of the Nest Community will need to change their password in order to continue participating in the community. In addition, The Nest community member's avatars will be replaced with generic default avatars. If you wish to revert to your original avatar, you will need to re-upload it via The Nest.

If you have questions about this, please email [email protected]

Thank you.

Note: This only affects The Nest's community members and will not affect members on The Bump or The Knot.

Open letters

Dear ex, you are a d-bag.  Not only did you not send your son a Christmas gift until the 17th of December, you sent it incorrectly (if you actually attempted it, I am not sure I believe your often lying-ass), so your son has not received any sort of gift from you. Yes, it was nice that I had your son Skype you on Christmas Day, but that did not mean that you would not have visitation like normal on Sunday.  We waited by the computer for over an hour for you to not show up.  You are a total douche.  Your summer visitation is the only thing preventing me from enrolling R in the German school in town; I wish you would recognize what a fantastic opportunity this is for him.  It's not all about you.  Try to think of someone else for a change.

Dear lady at the passport office, I realize it sucks that you had to work this week, but that doesn't mean you need to be rude to me.  I was not being difficult and did everything I was told to do.  I will be back tomorrow.  Please either not be there or be a bit nicer.  Thanks.

Dear Hugh Hefner & fiance, you're gross.  60 years age difference is crazy and just gross.  Dude, that's like your Grandpa!!  Eewww.

Dear mother nature, lay off of the snow already.  We don't have anywhere else to shovel it aside from ontop of my car in the carport.

Dear DS & DD, you have both been so fantastic lately.  I cannot believe how much you're both learning.  Every day is something new.  DS I am so excited that you are becoming so independent and have been playing with friends in the back yard, sledding and whatnot.  DD you are doing so well walking.  You're practically running and you are stinking cute while doing it. :)

Dear Dh, you rock.  I cannot imagine how dull life would be without you. I love you!

Dear mom & dad, only 2.5 weeks and you'll be here.  I am really excited :)

Dear post office, where are the other boxes that have not arrived yet?  If someone sends two boxes on the same day, I should, in theory, get both boxes on the same day.  Where are those missing two boxes??

Dear God, Thank you for another great year.  Life is good :)

 

 

Re: Open letters

  • hey, have u got my box yet? I sent that a few weeks ago.
  • OMG.  You so read my mind.  I <3 you.

    Dear xH.  I'm so f*cking tired of you.  I wish you'd move to some deserted island where I would never have to interact with you ever again.  I'm sorry that you want to go out tonight, but it's YOUR NIGHT with your kids.  I "helped you out" last week, keeping them so you could "work overtime"...when it turns out, all OT was cancelled.  Fine, whatever.  But guess what, my not keeping them tonight isn't me "not helping you out".  You have a responsibility.  You should probably go ahead and look that one up in the dictionary because you obviously don't know the meaning.  I help you more than I SHOULD and I'm f*cking done.  Maybe you should buy your kids some shoes instead of those metrosexual girly looking Buckle jeans.  You're 30.  Grow up.  You picked the wrong f*cking day to mess with me.  Don't talk down to me and give me the "good luck with your date tonight" bullsh!t.  Maybe I have a date.  Maybe I don't.  But the fact is that it's YOUR night with your children.  Period.  I'm done with you, I don't miss you.  I'm GLAD to be away from this constant mindf*ck.  Don't even try to tell me that you wish things would have been different.  Someone who wants a marriage to work doesn't have sexting relationships with the other person's "best" friends.  You're scum and I wish you could see how much your daughters LOVE you.  And instead...you just act like they are a constant burden.  Get over yourself.  I'm moving on.  I've MOVED on.  That doesn't mean you get to keep being emotionally abusive. 

    That's really about all I have.  And I could go on.  But I'm just going to stop.

    (waves at the spies that are probably reading this and reporting back to the douchebag...then flips them the bird)

  • Dear time: hurry up! I want it to be March so we can really start moving on getting a new place.

    Dear furnace: I hate you! Stop making those effing loud noises! You know it's not worth the $ to fix you, and you know you are going in the shitter in a couple of months, so you are being super loud and obnoxious. Stop sucking sh!t up into the squirrel cage!

    Dear house: really? You can't hold the cool in during the summer making it so we sweat constantly, but you can hold insane amounts of heat in? We've had the furnace OFF for 4hrs and it's still god-awful hot in here. Talk to the furnace and fix yourselves.

    Dear H: I know you like having the week off as much as I do, but puh-lease get off my ass. Driving me bonkers is not going to help my mood any.

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    Alissa Jean

    9.10.2004
  • image tiff-n-nick:
    hey, have u got my box yet? I sent that a few weeks ago.

    No, not yet.  I think that the last package I recieved was dated 12/10.  So if it was mailed before that, it is probably chillin' on a beach somewhere with my other packages, but if it was after that, it probably hasn't arrived yet.

     

  • Dear Childbirth Class Lady:  You are really sweet and grandmother like but please do not just read from the slides.  Be more active and upbeat.  It will help me alot when it comes to enjoying this class because right now, I'm dreading you tonight.  The only positive thing is I'm looking forward to the cookies!

    Dear Body:  I've discovered some new things this past week regarding your changes you are making.  I'm not happy about them but to get the bundle of joy that is coming, in the end it is worth it.  Just please bounce back!

    Dear Work:  Not only am I looking forward to having a baby, I'm looking forward to not coming in for 3 months!!!

    Dear H:  I love you dearly but sometimes when I freak out about baby not moving a whole day as much as he normally does, please don't roll your eyes and laugh at me.  I know I do this bit every 4th day and I know after I voice it baby begins to move like crazy but I'm just making sure everything stays on course.  Besides I'm an emotional lunatic and every little thing is getting to me.   

    Dear Call of Duty Black Ops Zombie Level:  Where are the stupid light switches and why can you not provide better guns to kill these guys!  I want to win!

  • I forgot one;

    Dear AFN, thank you so much for broadcasting the Husker Bowl game at 230am, but really thanks for showing it again at a reasonable hour of 930am!!

     

  • Dear Dh, thank you for being such an awesome husband. I know you have been sick these last few days but you still amaze me.

    Dear IL's I think you are in for a big surprise when I have this baby and we refuse to come to your smokey, stinky house, and yes I am pissed you have not gotten your flu shots. 

    Dear Nap, thank you for the 2 hour nap today, I needed it as did Athena apparently as she is still sleeping. 

    Dear Week, Can you just hurry up and get over with, I am ready for January!

    Dear everyone in the world, I know I am pregnant and while I may seem big to you I'm really not that big and I'm not super uncomfortable, so quit saying you feel sorry for me, it's pissing me off. 

  • Dear DD- Thank you for continuing to sleep through the night, even though our schedule has been changed a little bit.

    Dear my dad's girlfriend- Stop calling my 2 month old baby "a little bit fat" I might have to smack you next time you say it.

    Dear MIL-Thank you for watching DD while I ran errands this morning, it was wonderful to not have to get her in and out of the car.

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    ~While we try to teach our children about life, our children teach us what life is all about.~


    SAHM to my cutie-Lilah Jo who was born via c-section on October 26,2010 at 38 weeks.


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    BFP 11/29/11--EDD 08/09/12! So excited for baby #2!!

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  • image *jeana*:

    OMG.  You so read my mind.  I <3 you.

    Dear xH.  I'm so f*cking tired of you.  I wish you'd move to some deserted island where I would never have to interact with you ever again.  I'm sorry that you want to go out tonight, but it's YOUR NIGHT with your kids.  I "helped you out" last week, keeping them so you could "work overtime"...when it turns out, all OT was cancelled.  Fine, whatever.  But guess what, my not keeping them tonight isn't me "not helping you out".  You have a responsibility.  You should probably go ahead and look that one up in the dictionary because you obviously don't know the meaning.  I help you more than I SHOULD and I'm f*cking done.  Maybe you should buy your kids some shoes instead of those metrosexual girly looking Buckle jeans.  You're 30.  Grow up.  You picked the wrong f*cking day to mess with me.  Don't talk down to me and give me the "good luck with your date tonight" bullsh!t.  Maybe I have a date.  Maybe I don't.  But the fact is that it's YOUR night with your children.  Period.  I'm done with you, I don't miss you.  I'm GLAD to be away from this constant mindf*ck.  Don't even try to tell me that you wish things would have been different.  Someone who wants a marriage to work doesn't have sexting relationships with the other person's "best" friends.  You're scum and I wish you could see how much your daughters LOVE you.  And instead...you just act like they are a constant burden.  Get over yourself.  I'm moving on.  I've MOVED on.  That doesn't mean you get to keep being emotionally abusive. 

    That's really about all I have.  And I could go on.  But I'm just going to stop.

    (waves at the spies that are probably reading this and reporting back to the douchebag...then flips them the bird)

    YesDrinks
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