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Dear My Alarm Clock, I don’t miss you and I don’t think I ever will. I am lucky enough to hear B’s sometimes at 4am, but luckily I know I do not need to respond. Dear Hot Weather, I like you, but not this much. The 70’s are perfect. The 80’s are nice. The 90’s are HOT. When it gets to be over 100, I just want someone to shoot me. Dear Super Brella, You are awesome. Sometimes my baby just wants to sit in the grass in the shade. Dear Hair, It’s sooooo great that you started falling out again. I missed that while I was pregnant. Dear People Setting Off Fireworks, Let’s make this your last weekend of the summer okay? Lighting them off at all hours of the day and night needs to end. Loud noises and pretty colors I get. But just loud noises. No. That’s just annoying. Dear L, I am glad you enjoy the water, but wish you had at least a healthy fear of it. We’re going to need to ramp up those swim lessons if you plan on spending your summer jet-skiing and tubing off the back of the boat. Is it normal to 4 year olds to want to tube alone (for the record this hasn’t happened yet) and want to jump off the boat into the middle of the lake (with a life jacket of course)? Although maybe it is normal since I did see a kid younger than you tubing alone yesterday. Dear Gmail, Why can’t I attach more than six pictures at a time? SO lame. Dear Eating Clean, We’re still together and maybe you’re not so bad. I will say that I feel better when it’s 100 degrees out and I drink only water instead of only Diet Pepsi. Dear W, You are so stinking cute. So cute. Dear Rain, Thank you. B’s garden and the our lawn thank you as well.
