Dear LC
You turned 4 last weekend and all I have to say is… I wish I could have given you a better birthday than what you actually got. I’m sorry I brought home a dog, I’m sorry I wasn’t feeling 100%, I’m sorry I cried all over your honey-scented fur. I could have definitely given you a better birthday than you got. But thank you for waking me up every morning – backside first – and thank you for all the cuddles I got this week.
Dear Andre
I am honestly, lost for words with you this week. Not only do I find it very confusing that you’ve suddenly taken a liking to the dish rack in the kitchen – why you insist napping there – is beyond me. Also, between only a few hours of me dropping by on my lunch break and coming home of an evening, you’ve laid an egg and made me a grandmother. Of course, I’ve freaked out and been hysterical since. Not because I think I’m too young to be a grandmother but I just don’t know what to do in situations like this.
Dear health
I’m sorry I haven’t treated you well this week. Believe me when I say – it really isn’t my fault. I promise, when this blows over and everything goes back to normal, I will only fill you up with organic and good foods.
Dear friends
You have all been so wonderful to me this week. Always supporting me, whether it’s by picking up the phone when I call (Zoe and Alice) or telling me that I’m no Spring Chicken anymore (Chels) or taking my side even though I’ve been in the wrong (Lizzy) or telling me that you will call me to check up on me on my sick day (Courtney) – I love you all! From the bottom of my heart. Thank you for being my friends.
Dear social life
Picking up again. Two farewells, two birthdays, drink on school nights, THREE house parties and catching up every Friday with a friends are all coming up next week! Ah social life in my late-20′s, you really are trying to ruin me.
Happy FRIDAY!