Dear Husband,
Sometimes when you sneeze, you add a little sound in there, so that instead of “Achoo!” you end up saying “Bachoo!”, and it always makes me laugh. I like how you make even the most mundane things so much fun.
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Dear Hair,
I had decided to grow you out, so we stayed away from the salon. Then I saw this girl at the coffee shop with amazing short hair, and then I saw her AGAIN at the cafe. Is this a sign? I’m just not sure. Let’s talk about it.
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Dear Sister,
I had so much fun with you this week! Thank you for a lovely lunch, and a wonderful chat, and for saying all the right things, and for being you. I love you bunches.
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Dear Public Library,
Thank you for having so many books on whatever subject I happen to be interested in. Whenever I visit you, I come home with a bag full of books – sometimes about vegetable cookery, sometimes about simple living, sometimes about paper crafts, sometimes poetry or young adult fiction. I feel like I’ve found buried treasure every time I visit.
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Dear Person Who Invented Air-Conditioning,
I. Love. You.
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Happy Thursday, everyone!
