Dear Ibis Hotel in Newcastle, you are the pits. Apparently, your clientele is so low-class that you cannot stock any beverages in the mini-fridge, yet you still put a $50 deposit on my credit card. Also, I hurt my head on the lamp that is fixed to the wall about 3 inches above the pillow. And last, but in no way least, the "Welcome Drink" of a small dixie cup filled with orange kool-aid was not welcoming. Dear Rain, you're still here. I don't even know what to say anymore. You're now a permanent fixture on Friday's Letters. Dear Lindsay, I love that I have a Blogger BFF. It makes me feel like one of the cool kids :) Dear Readers, you girls have been uh-mazing this week. On Monday, I posted about something fairly controversial, that I felt passionate about. So many of you stuck with me through the entire post, and left very sweet, supportive feedback. Regardless of your position on the issue, I was thrilled to see the dialogue. Dear Husband, you got your own shout-out yesterday...so don't go getting greedy. Just keep feeding me no-bake cookies until I melt into a lump of cocoa & peanut butter. Dear Joseph Kony, I had no idea who you were just two days ago. Well, guess what? Now I know and I'm donating time and money to see you in captivity. Dear Universe, thanks for all the love & blessings. I love you right back!
Dear Ashley, thanks for hosting my favorite link-up of the week :)