correspondence.

dear texas,
thank you for allowing me to run outside year round.  it's yet another reason why i know i was supposed to move to you.

dear mardi gras,
what's with the king cake?  it doesn't even taste good. the jambalaya i made tonight, on the other hand? de-lish.

dear lent,
even though i'm not catholic, i still appreciate you.  thanks for giving me an opportunity to be better.

dear junk food,
see you at easter.  (except for sundays. i'm not perfect.)

dear diet coke,
i can't break up with you just yet.  but the end is coming...

dear hercules,
the muses, megara, the rippling pectorals... no wonder you're the best disney movie. 

dear grey's anatomy,
don't worry, i haven't forgotten about you.  i'll catch up soon.  p.s. izzie-- thanks for giving me the inspiration to bake off my stress.

dear k,
omh. i'm so glad we're friends. even if you constantly judge me.

dear mr. t,
i'll soon be buying you a pair of glasses like these. prepare yourself. and i miss you.

 

xoxo,
keester