Dear Scarf, you were one of the best purchases I made last fall. I've had so much fun wearing you this winter! But I'm ready for wintertime to be over and spring to arrive. Your delightfulness is lovely, but I want to stop freezing on my way to work in the mornings. I'm ready to wear sandals again!
Dear Lizzie Bennet Diaries, how is it possible that you get cuter each week? Even with all the drama, I can't stay away. I'm sad that you're pretty much on the final arc but I can't wait to see how you finish! So I'm a conundrum of emotions. Keep being awesome! And don't mind me over here in the corner trying to blink away the water drops from my eyes. I'm not crying! My eyes are just watering. It's allergies I tell you! Allergies!
Dear Downton Abbey, you like putting us through the ringer, don't you? And yet I still come back every single time. I suppose I'm a glutton for punishment. You're simply too addicting for my peace of mind. I do enjoy your stories all the same. Thanks for the laughter and the TEARS. But just so you know, that was a horrid way to end the season.
Dear Ben and Leslie, you beautiful tropical fish. Every time I think you can't possibly get more adorable and perfect for each other, you go and prove me wrong.
Dear Rainbow Rowell, you had me at "All you can really do is read to them and read around them, and hope that reading is like chicken pox, that they’ll eventually succumb to it with enough exposure."
Dear Kindle, I love you. Truly. But not enough to give up on print books. I SHALL NOT BE OVERTAKEN!!!
Dear Tea Class, do you have to be over so soon? We've only just begun! I'm not ready to say good-bye. *big sigh* The history of the English's love of tea is quite fascinating though. I could have listened very happily for another hour or two. Our teacher was wonderful, his memory of stories and facts is amazing; when can I take the class again?
Dear Benton, you are an inspiring young gentleman! Your faith and love and especially your persistence, are such an encouragement to me. For a seven year old, you are wise beyond your years. This cancer will not own you, your heart and soul are God's. Know that I think of and pray for you often. Your stories this week bring tears to my eyes and I feel so humbled by your courage. God is good, no matter what the future may hold.
Dear Weekend, I'm so glad you are here! My emotions have been up and down during this busy week. I'm ready for a relaxing time at home. And my little cousin's birthday party. Yay for family! :D
**Dreaming Under the Same Moon
**The Freckled Fox