Welcome welcome to my humble abode Mr Miagi. I hope that you will find your accomodation satisfactory and that you will enjoy your (hopefully permanent) visit.

I’m known as a bit of an impulive person, especially when it comes to shopping. Mostly I think about everything i do and consider the effects there of, but every now and again I hit a snag in my mind and I end up doing, saying or buying something without giving it even a thought, nevermind a second thought! The invitation extended to you was therefore extremely impulsive and unplanned.

As of yet I’m not quite sure where you will be taking up your permanent residence. You’ll have to make due with the space alloted to you in the meantime. My house is not a big one, but it is a happy, friendly and loving little place. Everyone living there seems to be quite content and appreciates the little time I try to spend with them everyday.

I shall give you food, water, sunny accomodation and love. In return I expect you to grow into the most beautiful little bonzai ever! You don’t need to pay any rent, talk to anyone, do any chores or clean up after yourself, you only need to be pretty. Seriously dude, I think you’ll agree with me that this is the best deal you’ll ever see. Now, run along and go grow or something.

Love

Your new owner, Ruby

P.s. If anyone has a problem with any typos or spelling mistakes…get over yourself….My edit toolbar is still MIA and nobody has tried to help me….so go and build a little *bridge.

* Totally unrelated to my little friend Bridge…..don’t you dare go near her you hear!

Last night as my friend *insert friend who discovered my blog’s URL here* and I sat discussing various important topics while drinking an arb amount of wine it suddenly hit me. Well actually, it hit my friend, but the technicalities are unimportant.

One of the “oh so important” topics which popped up was my wedding….not that i have any reason to plan one, but I am afterall a girl and i’m allowed to think of these things every now and again when talking to a friend over a couple of glases of wine.(ok, probably more than just a couple, but that’s beside the point).

We came to the conclusion that not only would i have an unbelievably large number of guests but I would also have a little problem trying to decide who would be the person doing the actual ceremony…declaring me and *insert future husband name here* as married. I know too many preachers, pastors, dominees etc who have over the years built into my life. I’m having difficulty in choosing. You are of course the youngest and by far the most famous and good looking one of the lot……and I seriously want you there as more than just a guest….but getting everyone involved would just be a tad over the top me thinks.

so then my friend suddenly leapt off the couch and did a little victory twirl. IT hit her……..you would sing THAT song as I walk down the aisle with my dadio. It would be perfect!!! You remember the one. The one you wrote and serenaded me with when we were at uni? The one about the Crescent moon being just for me. The one that almost caused me to go a little GAGA over you, one of my best friends.

Just imagine the settting. I’d have an evening wedding. I’ll ensure that it’s on a night where we’ll have a perfect Crescent moon. Everybody sitting, waiting in anticipation for the beautiful bride to arrive. And then, everybody’s hearts skip a beat. I suddenly arrive, looking almost unreal in the soft moonlight, and your gorgeous velvety voice starts singing about me being the bride and the Crescent moon being just for me. *sigh* it would be perfect!!!

After picturing the whole thing in my head and getting all excited while my friend outlined the details of the plan i could only foresee one single problem with it. The possiblity that I might actually turn to the groom, apologize, run to your side and beg you to marry me instead.

You’re probably sitting there and shaking your blonde head at the scenario and wondering why on earth I’m telling you this aren’t you? Well, to tell you the truth, I only wrote the letter to inform you that you will definitely be singing at my wedding. I’m not quite sure whether I’m gonna run the risk of actually letting you sing Crescent moon while i grace the guests with my presence, but you’ll be singing nevertheless. So make a mental note!

I look forward to seeing you soon…and no, not at my wedding…just for a visit:)

Love

Ruby

P.S. If anybody is wondering why on earth I didn’t insert the links where I indicated they should be, or why my spelling appears to be a bit odd………my edit taskbar has disappeared, and I can’t even go into html:( If anybody has the urge to assist this little damzel in distress(pls note that you need to have the knowledge to help me in order to respond to this call) please do so as soon as humanly possible.

I suppose I couldn’t keep it a secret forever….this little cyber world of mine. Somebody was bound to find it, innocently reading a letter and realising that the story is kind of similar to someone they know and getting the shock of your life when you realise the letters you’ve been reading, all correspond with what’s been happening in one of your best friends’ lives. So you did the decent thing and asked me if the letters were mine. And as we all know I’m a really, really bad liar…….so voila! One of my best friends has discovered my blog. Congratulations friendster!

I’m not going to ask you to keep the blog and the substance of my letters a secret. It might sound crazy, but by now I know you well enough to realise that you respect and love me too much to divulge this delicious bit of information to the rest of the world. I realise that there is no need to ask you, because you would never expose my private thoughts to anybody else, unless I told you to.

Initially the letter was only going to be a little note of welcome. A short little letter to invite you even further into the little world of Ruby and the people I’ve come to know during my time on blogger. But as I’m writing this I realise that I have so much that I would like to say to you that I might as well list some of them here:)

I’d like to thank you for being a good friend, a confidant, a shoulder to cry on, a soundboard to rant and rave at and a good hug giver:) Not only this, but you’ve given me the opportunity to help you, be there for you, give you advice, give positive criticism when necessary, be your shoulder to cry on and most of all become a close friend in the spiritual realm. The power of which should never be underestimated;)

Over the past year you and your husband have become really good friends of mine. You were one of the firsts to know about the whole Jack situation. And yes, your squeals of delight were much appreciated. You’ve had to keep more than one secret on my behalf, and I applaud you on doing so without fail.

I realise that as a friend I can sometimes be very harsh in giving advice and criticism. But you’ve always accepted it with a smile and tried to implement it in your life. Realising that it isn’t given in a hurtful manner, but simply because I love you and I want the best for you.

If I had all day to write this letter I still wouldn’t have enough time to tell you just how special you are. I do however realise that not all my blogger friends would appreciate a letter as long as that, so I’ll end it simply by saying that you are an awesome friend. I pray that we will be friends for many years to come and that we’ll still have plenty of adventures to share.

Love

Ruby