Dear Friday

All signs point to a Friday's letters post today.

For one, I am expecting my third letter from ST to arrive today, and I will run the mail lady down to get that letter if the situation presents itself. We've talked about my love for mail before, right? This love becomes exponentially larger when we're talking about love letters. 

{We're on week three today, people! Only four more to go...}

Speaking of love letters, yesterday I finished a book called The Wednesday Letters. It was a NY Times Bestseller a few years back; a credential that makes me immediately believe good things about a book, even without reading the back cover. Fact. The premise of the story revolves around a man who writes his wife letters on every Wednesday of their marriage, {love it already} and their family only finds out about the letters after they both pass away. I was so caught up in this story, I finished the book in a few hours... go read!

From both of those obvious signs above, I'd say it's time for me to write my own letters, if I may.

Dear Friday, Let me start with you. I love when you arrive. You typically never fail me & bring along the most fabulous couple of days to follow you. Keep doing your thing, Friday. Dear ST,  I can't believe it's been three weeks already! Actually, yes I can. You know it's the 4th of July next week, right? Your favorite. You know me though... I love every holiday, so I will say it's my favorite, but then I'll just repeat the same excitement on Labor Day, and again on Halloween. Predictable. Dear 4th, I'm kind of sad you land on a Wednesday next week. I am willing to forgive you, however. I get to see some fireworks this Saturday, and I suppose I really don't mind celebrating a little early. Dear east coast weather, Keep up the good work. I applaud you, and so does my summer glow. Dear chalkboard paint, Is there nothing that you cannot transform into cuteness? You're the best invention ever. Your wonder will be shared all over my future apartment, in various forms. Dear readers, I am serious about how much I love snail mail. It can brighten up your whole day, I tell ya! Email, schme-mail. Wanna be pen pals? I'm down. {You just gotta send me one of those schme-mails first.}