Dear Thin Mints: Oh how I love you. It makes me sad how I have already gone through my yearly allotted amount of you. Twice!
Dear Cecily: I know you're going through the four month sleep regression, but please get back to your awesome sleeping habits.
Dear Ewan: Please stop waking up in the middle of the night wanting to sleep in Mommy and Daddy's bed. I thought we were over this.
Dear Rude People: Stop your shenanigans. I'm tired of getting my feelings hurt every time I'm around you.
Dear Blog: I really really wish I didn't have to censor you because I have some things I would like to get off my chest that have been bothering me for awhile now. But, you never know who reads this and I know for a fact that several of the people I'm talking about read my blog. So, alas, I must keep quiet.
Dear Southern Indiana Drivers: Yes, I realize it's snowing right now. However, there's only a dusting on the grass and the roads are just wet. Get a grip!
Dear Husband: I love you. Thank you for being so patient with my craziness!
Dear Readers: I know this post is a little depressing. Sorry about that. I'm a little bummed today.