Dear Life,

Thank you for finally giving me a real, honest to goodness summer weekend. You know, the kind where you know it's summer. Where life just seems right. You spend a lot of it outside, doing summery things, and none of it doing work. That's how summer is supposed to be and (finally) that's how this past weekend was. I hadn't had any of those yet this summer and I was starting to wonder whether I would at all or whether the season would go by virtually unnoticed. Thankfully, it won't. It was a wonderful weekend (and I didn't even get too sunburnt!). And I know that there won't be many more like that before the seasons change again. But I'm glad that I got one. And I'm glad that it was exactly the way that it was. So thanks :)

With love,

me

Anne,

I know you read this (at least I think you do) - HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

 

Hope you're doing something WAY more fun than last year (of course, pretty much anything is going to beat taking the bar exam on your birthday...).  Wow, hard to believe that the bar exam was one year ago... but I digress. 

 

Have a fantabulous birthday!  Hope life is treating you well!  Let's catch up sometime :)

Me

 

Dear Sandman,

Enough already with the nightmares.  That's two nights in a row now.  Two nights of waking up at some ridiculous hour, drenched in a cold sweat, terrified to open my eyes and terrified to keep them closed.  Seriously, enough already.  How about some happy dreams.  Or no dreams at all.  Either of those would be perfectly acceptable.  But this is not.  It is making me a wreck.  So please please please give me a break...

a very, very sleepy,

me

Dear J.K. Rowling,
It was perfect. Thank you.

I won't say anything else. I won't spoil it for anyone. But thank you for everything. For all seven perfect books and for ending it with such dignity and class in the most perfect of ways.

Thank you.
With love,
me

Dear The-N,
You are officially my favorite television channel. Not only are you the American channel that plays Degrassi, which is pretty much my favorite show but now you're playing Dawson's Creek reruns every night at 8 which is just super. Because some nights (ok, a lot of nights) when I just want to get out of my own life for a while, Toronto and Capeside are really great places to go for a while...
With love,
me

Dear Lake Michigan,

Guess what - I no longer hate you!  Exciting, I know.  I guess I didn't exactly hate you before, it was more that I thought you were really gross.  And I still think you're sorta gross, but not in the same way.  What changed my mind, you may wonder?  Well, I swam in you in an area where I didn't have to touch the bottom ever.  And that made all the difference.  For you see, it's the bottom of the lake that I find particularly gross.  Especially growing up going to beaches in the north shore where it's all rocky but even in the city where it's sandy, I just think that the bottom of the lake (of any lake really) is icky.  But when you get in where it's already 8 feet deep and just swim around there, then the bottom is irrelevent. 

Anyway, just thought I'd share that bit of happy news :)

With love,

Me

Dear 7-11,

I just wanted to tell you that I really enjoy that you celebrate your birthday by giving us, your customers, a little present :)  That cute little free 7.11 ounce slurpee really made my day today (well, for now it at least.  I have a feeling something else will tonight, but it sure made my afternoon...).  So two thumbs up for you!  "Oh Thank Heaven..."

With love,

Me

Dear Self,
Let's remember the all important lessons we learned last night. First, and clearly most importantly, migraine medicine and alcohol should NEVER be mixed. Yeah. That's a big one. Also, it's probably generally unwise to drink a lot of wine in 90 degree heat, outside, in the sun, without drinking any water and when you haven't really eaten in a number of hours. Regardless of the migraine medicine. *sigh* Well, suffice it to say, lessons learned. Let's just try to remember them, shall we?
Thanks,
me

Dear week,

I must say, so far you've exceeded my expectations.  (well, I'm not sure that I really had expectations, but the point is, you've been good)  I wasn't sure what to expect out of a week with a "hole" in the middle - a holiday on a Wednesday.  That's just weird.  It threw me off.  Plus, with plans every single night, I was worried that it might just be a really rough week for me, especially sleep-wise.  But I must say that it's actually been really nice so far.  (Wow I hope I'm not jinxing myself here...)

Work hasn't been bad, things have slowed down some (and frankly, I think I deserve that this week after the last few months).  Monday night was a BBQ out in the suburbs, a high school reunion of sorts.  I was worried about it but it turned out to be ok.  Better than ok in fact.  Wonderful as always to see out of town friends (such a bonus to get both Jamie and Melissa at once!) and nice to catch up with a few others who I'd lost touch with.  And the third and the fourth were spent in good company so I can't really complain there either.  Saw some fireworks from a distance and up close (maybe a little too close), caught up on my crossword puzzles and reading, and just relaxed.  I've gotten enough sleep every night (though that may change tonight, but who cares, because tomorrow is Friday!).  And frankly, no matter what happens with the rest of this week, I can at least say that it's been a good one through mid-day Thursday.  And for that, I have to be thankful.  Because really, how often can I say that?

So thanks!

With love,

me