Monday, July 30, 2007

A short note

My dearest liver,

I want to thank you. I know I've been remiss in your care and you've been nothing but patient and kind all the while silently soldiering on. It's not easy to be in an abusive relationship when you cannot escape (well, maybe with my organ donor card) but I'll do better to understand your needs, to not take advantage.

But those days we've shared together, those Mike's Lemonades in the sun at the beach and those scrumptious margaritas at a favorite restaurant...they were worth all the pain, wouldn't you say? You've only got to buck up for a few more weeks, we're at the halfway point of summer and soon the weekends will be filled with ice rinks and hot cocoa (well, maybe some Bailey's too but just a wee bit. I swear. And no, my fingers aren't crossed. Well alright, they are - but this whole alcohol thing is your gig, isn't it?)

So basically, I just wanted to say thanks. For putting up with me when I know it hasn't been easy. I'm giving you the next few days off, enjoy some glucose, filter some've earned it.



blackbird said...


when I think of the body parts I should write one of these letters to...

True Willow said...

LMAO...This is going down as one of my favorites--you clever, clever girl!

Lisa said...

too funny! Your liver sounds a lot like where mine wants to be. Who can resist Mike's and margaritas?

After an hour at the ice rink in summer shoes, I can definitely relate to the hot chocolate.

Hang in there, liver. :)

Jennifer said...

You're the best! Loved this post

Amy said...

This is hysterical!! I love it!!