Dear Lagoon

I love Wicked.

I love Colassus.

I love being able to scream away a week's worth of frustration with my coworkers and return to the office with a stamp on my hand.

And you weren't even crowded.

The temperature was just right.

Can't wait for next week's visit.

Dear Ryan Lochte,

Yes.
Yes, I will marry you.

Let every other woman in the US drool over Michael Phelps and his umpteen Gold Medals.












You're just so cute.

Dear Foot in My Mouth

I'd like to think that at 24 years of age, I'd know better to keep my mouth shut...but apparently, I don't.

Crap.

Dear Beijing Olympics

I never thought I would say this, but I have a crush...on YOU!
Or maybe it's the US Male Swim team.
Either way...USA! USA! USA!