[photo courtesy DerrickT]Dear Aunt Carol and Uncle Peter's Swanky Apartment That I Am Housesitting,
I'm going to be frank here: I think I might be in love with you. Your windows alone leave me breathless. Your double oven makes me tremble with delight. I want to walk around barefoot on your gleaming hardwood floors all night long. And the jacuzzi tub? Let's just say that pilgrims to Mecca, or the Wailing Wall, or any number of religious sites could not have had a more spiritually fulfilling experience than I did in the blast of your jets. All I want to do is sit on your white leather couch, sipping wine and watching Eastbound and Down on HBO On Demand.
See you tonight,