Friday's Letters ::: 1:4:13

Dear St. Louis:
We're baaaack!

Dear reader friends:
You didn't think I'd be back, did you? Well. Here I am! We just returned from our 2 week 'vacation' to the south to visit our families and friends. I was no prepared for my first Christmas retail season and basically sewed non-stop until we got in the car to drive to Georgia. I don't plan on doing that again. Ever. I'm not much of a New Year's Tradition kind of person - and I know few who are - but I plan on having a new theme for my life this year - reinvent.

Dear Land Lord:
Gross. Coming back to dried hair from our drain is just about the most disgusting thing I can think of. I know you're trying to prove a point here - got it. Couldn't you just leave a note that said - there's a lot of hair in the drain? Yes, I think maybe that would have been a little more normal. Anyways, thanks for cleaning it out.

{forgive me for posting this picture - but, words wouldn't have done this justice}

Dear Buster Brown:
I hate that you ran away when the fireworks went off on New Years Eve. Please go home to your mom and dad - they're worried about you.

Dear Kathryn:
Come live with me for a while and teach me your ways. I really appreciate my mini camera lesson and feel like I understand photography SOOO much more.

Dear boxes and suitcases:
I wish you could just unpack yourselves {sigh}.

Dear friends:
Come back soon - I still have a lot to blog about - and I'm going to do it. Need to do my year in review as well - and Christmas with the Harts, and Christmas with the Jacobs. And... I need to unpack some of these boxes first. But I'll be back.