Dear San Antonio...We hung out this week. And outside of your gorgeous River Walk, all I can vouch for are your amazing conference rooms but...really....the River Walk...it's lovely. Dear White Pencil Skirt....I wore you all day yesterday with the little black price tag just beaming through the back and no one told me. These are the struggles when you are the one girl to every 100 men. Dear Male Coworkers...Names will not be named but...I hustled for a solid hour trying to get everything into a carryon. One of you rolled up with an international size suitcase that came up to my hip and the other one of you brought two...yes I repeat two...full size bags...for a three day trip. I'm going to venture to say that neither of you had to pack a hair dryer, flat iron or curling wand. I mean....no words. Dear Jana Kramer...Total girl crush. I am obsessed with your new single "Love" and counting down the days to your cd release...and crossing my fingers you will tour in Atlanta. Dear The Fault In Our Stars...I cannot wait to see you. You are one of the few books in this world I love. Dear Birthday Night...You overwhelmed me. I have so many sweet friends and I honestly just felt....overwhelmed with love on Monday.