I am joining in on the little letters I have seen going on.
Dear baby in my belly, you are pressing on my lungs and I am feeling short of breath. I don't care though and love you oh so much.
Dear summer sun, please, please, please hurry up.
Dear aisle after aisle of Easter candy, you are so hard for me to pass up. Something about all of the pastel colors make you even more appealing than regular candy.
Dear gchat, I am so very grateful for you.
Dear baby carrots, I wish I had some hummus to dip you in.
Dear emergency preparedness drill, I wish I was not assigned to be in charge of a small part of you, and have to wake up before the pretend earthquake at 7:57 on my Saturday.
Dear girlfriends, I miss you and wish I saw you more often.
Dear time, please go by faster during the hours of 8 and 5. Then S-L-O-W down. Way down. Especially on the weekends.
Dear husband, I love you.
Dear weatherman, please be wrong about the snow forecasted tomorrow. I don't think I can handle it!
Dear Biggest Loser, please stop sending home my favorite people. Get rid of some of the others that I don't care about. Or even better, the one I do not like. Don't worry though, you are still my favorite and I look forward to you all week long.
That is all.




