dear snow and mountains,
I really can't wait to go snowboarding, make snow angels, snow men and melt myself into you.
dear Ingrid Michaelson,
I can't get enough of your music. I want to play all of your songs. Your winter songs have made me enthusiastic about winter.
dear Thanksgiving weekend,
You've been great and I don't want this long weekend to end.
dear J,
I've tried my best to not like you, like you. But I really do like you and you will probably never know this. We are nothing alike, but I've learned in bio that we tend to choose mates who are completely different than us. I guess nature or science explains it all.
dear hot bio ta(s),
You are beautiful. If only...
dear books,
I've said this before and I'll say it again. I like to get lost in you. All day, any day.
dear tender mercies,
I love how you keep showing up in my life.
dear love,
Where have you been all my life? I would sure love to find you, hopefully soon.
xoxo,
Sum
6 comments:
I like to get lost in books, too ... if only I could......
have a pleasant day!greetings from mysterygoogle:)
It's an odd feeling, being able to wear shorts on Thanksgiving in NE Iowa. I'm ready for the snow too.
How great with these little thank you's and blurts. Lovely blog! Goos to be grateful too:)
oh i love ingrid michaelson too.like alot. i wish she would come to australia. and i sort of wish it was snowing too mainly because i can't handle summer heat, it just makes me too unproductive because i just want to eat icecream
And oh, there's a little award for you to pick up on my blog:)
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