The other day, a new visitor to our site asked me, “What ever happened to the Martha Stewart letter?” Well, here’s what happened…
I actually got a letter back… from her publicity department. Telling me to send a self-addressed, stamped envelope to this other address. And I thought, what the hell, Martha? I KNOW you have an extensive stationary wardrobe. You’re telling me you can’t front me an envelope? So the letter stayed on my desk at work for a while, and I’m not sure what happened to it.
Meanwhile, the fabulous Becky told me that her mom had a friend who worked with Martha, and she was totally going to get her autograph for me! How amazing is that? Some time went by and I asked Becky about the photo, and she said that she DID have a photo for me… but…
OBVIOUSLY, she must have sent me the photo that Dr. Mrs. Fitz requested. So Dana, do you have MY photo?
Becky is working on getting me a corrected one. But this photo will stay on the fridge for a while. Maybe I’ll gift it later on to someone who makes a donation to The Breast Cancer 3-Day. Or I’ll just send it to Dr. Mrs. Fitz so she can show it off to Caroline.
Meanwhile, I’m thinking of writing her another letter so I can include a self-addressed, stamped envelope. Maybe this time the letter will say,
Dear Martha,
You’re the greatest! I wanted to get your name tattooed on my ass, but I worry that when I start popping out kids, your name will look more like MMMMMMAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRTTTTTTTHHHHHHHAAAAAAA. So can I just get your autograph instead? Thanks!
Karen (not Dana)
the first thing I thought when this came in the mail was, we should just forward it on to Dana. But I was afraid she would think, “Dear God, I met QueenB and Leechee once, what the hell is wrong with them.” and set it on fire.
Um, I guess I know what I’m getting for Christmas.
And what I’ll be setting on fire.
So my gf saw this, she is very jealous of your Martha autograph.