Friday Letters

Dear Student Loans, 
While I believe hate is a strong word I can honestly say I hate you. Actually, I despise you. Do I regret going to my expensive private college? Nope. I made amazing friends and had wonderful experiences. I just hate that 90% of one of my paychecks goes to you a month. I guess we won't be traveling much. Here's to hoping we win the lottery!


Dear Nature,
Tomorrow I will be kayaking for the first time. Heaven help me. I'm not a nature girl unless it involves tennis shoes and black top. Please help me stay inside the kayak and keep the fish away.


Dear Weather,
Why must you be 98* + humidity so it feels like it's around 101*? I hate being cooped up in the house all day but you're really not making it easy for me to enjoy the outdoors deck. It doesn't look as though you will be going away anytime soon. I guess that's what I get for complaining about the snow.


Dear Oliver,
I hate to break it to you but you're a dog. I know I carry you around on my hip and call you my little boy, but in reality you're a dog. You also sometimes think you're a cat, which is the opposite of what you are. Cats are small. They can fit in a cat house. They run after the red devil laser. You, my friend, do not do those things {even though you tried to get in the cat house today}. Dog, cat, or little boy, I still love you all the same.