Letter to Jean that will never get sent.

Jean, I feel that there is such a weird chemisty between us...some odd competition that is very unhealthy. So, let me just say...you win. You are more successful than I am, you are prettier, you have better kids, a better job, a better marriage, make much more money, take much better vacations, you are smarter than I am. You have SO many more friends than I do. You have a nicer house and not only a place at the lake but a lot at the lake where you can build your dream house and live happily after ever. You once said to me how "you want to raise dogs and I want to live at the lake with my friends"..something about how we both have our dreams and can't we just be happy for each other? I once mentioned I'd like to raise Maltese, perhaps. This is not a dream and how is this a comparible to living at the lake with friends? That has always bothered me. Oh, and how can I forget....You know "the Chip Goeman of Lisbon, ND". Jean, get over this Chip Goemen obsession you have. He is a little nobody in a little nowhere town in MN. I hope that you feel good about yourself. You are great. Love, Kris