Dear Heating Pad:  You are the best when my back is feeling sucky.  Penny seems to be a big fan of you as well.

Dear Penny:  I’m glad that my discomfort is your gain via very toasty puppy buns.

Dear Vegetarian Tortilla Soup:  I can’t get over how delicious you are, so I’m making you again.  (And will finally be out of butternut squash!  Hooray!)

Dear People who take selfies in public:  Do you know what you look like?  I assume no because holding your phone out while you make a duck face whilst alone at a table at Starbucks doesn’t look normal on anyone.

Dear Spell check:  Really, “selfie” isn’t a recognized word yet?

Dear April:  Get here soon!  Birthday moooonth!

Dear 30: 5 weeks!  (Are people generally not this pumped to turn 30?  Because I’m seriously EXCITED.)

Dear Weekend:  I’m excited for your arrival, but I’d really rather just do nothing while you’re here (instead of all the stuff that’s already planned).

Dear Sushi:  Get in my belly.

Dear KC:  Want to go out for sushi?

Love, Chelsea