Dear Facebook Movie Feature...Please go away. I'm over seeing everyone's scanned in photos from 2006. I might also just be bitter that I don't have a movie...just giant pictures of my face when I click on your magical link. Dear Man at the Stoplight...I'm sorry you had to take in my performance of Carrie Underwood's "Flat on the Floor," fist microphone and all. I was feeling empowered. Also my car apparently isn't as dark as I thought it was under the streetlight. Dear Tuesday and Thursday night...you have been good for my soul. Fun girls nights with two groups of girlfriends. I already adore February 10,000 times more than January.
Dear Vegas....I mean, I'm gonna take a gamble and say that you are probably going to be more fun this time than my work trip here. Dear Kale...See above letter....you and I are about to become best friends...we're talking Bert and Ernie status. Dear Sweet Sixteen Donuts...Goodbye for now. Dear The Weather...You are showing snow flakes on my app and well, that's not even funny. Don't play me like that. Dear 4am...You and I reunited this past weekend for the first time since college and well, let's just say, I prefer you when I'm supine having REM sleep. #28isnotthenew21
This has been a PACKED week of both fun and client meetings. So ready for the weekend!
Friday's Letters developed by my sweet friend Ashley Slater.