I don't think I've ever been so happy for a Friday. I've been in Chicago for work all week having the longest days of meetings and presentations and dinners....hence the complete and utter abandonment of this blog. And even though I'll only be home for six hours before I have to leave again, I'm more than ready
So in lieu of basically nothing happening this week beyond work, I present....Fridays Letters From the Marriott:
Dear Work Conference....meatballs, sushi and apple pie is not "dinner." that is a last meal on death row or the first meal at fat camp. #starvinginchicago #wherearetheveggies
Dear Teddy Grahams...Per the last letter, an unnatural amount of you were consumed at 9pm...I mean 50 crackers is really a serving? Try 150! Getting after that summer body!
Dear Really Pervy Man at said conference.....I don't even care that you'e really pervy because you commented that I was "growing my hair out!" God bless your little heart that loves women far too young for you. You are the first person in a year that hasn't asked if I just got my hair cut.
Dear Marriott...What is with your room keys? I literally had to get my coworker to come help me get in.
Dear Wednesday....You are the first day I left the hotel. And even though it was only for 5 minutes ...I will always remember you and that special bond we had with fresh air.
Dear Readers....What have you been up to this week?!