Dear froyo, you were great and all but would have been better if it had been a sunny day. Don't worry, it's not your fault and we will reunite again when Seattle decides to chill out a little on the rain. Dear husband, You're scruffy. And just so you know, I'm okay with it. Dear redbox, I was so close to returning Like Crazy to you on time. But alas, another $1 fee. I'm still mad. Over a stupid dollar. I hold grudges. Dear education, why did you cost me SO MUCH money? I love ya sociology, but I probably should have majored in engineering or something so I could get this paid off a little faster... Dear Trader Joe's Pumpkin Waffles, this morning might very well have been the last morning we will spend together until you return to stores next fall and I am super bummed about it. Dear throat, stop. hurting. now. I cannot afford to get sick at this time. I'm serious. Dear sewing machine, I see you over there looking at me longingly. I know I have not been becoming best friends with you like I had promised. How about a sewing date next week? Dear weekend, I am beyond thankful that you are here! Now I know it's not something you normally do, but just this once can you stay forever?
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