Dear Molly and Bekah, thanks for being my favorite trolls. I'm so excited to visit Oklahoma in a week, just to see your pretty faces. I love our three-way chats. Even from eight hours away, I still feel close to you both... especially when our conversations look like this:
Dear Abs, work yourself out please. Or tell me something that I can eat, so it doesn't look like I'm growing another butt.
Dear San Antonio, you've been raining a lot lately. I know it's not really you're fault, but can we stop this drizzling action? It's hair-ruining and only leads to outfit mayhem. I'm not in college anymore, so it's no longer acceptable to wear cute rain boots. You make me want to stay inside and ignore the world, so rain let's take a rain check.
Dear Grahm, you think you're funny. (I kinda do, too.) Thanks for helping me clean the apartment last night when we had our firsts guest over (your parents). Also thanks for adding to my grocery list. I'll be sure to pick these things up on my next trip to HEB.