Dear Life,

Despite my occasional grumpy days and my complaining, I do like you...a lot.

Dear April Snow,

You've made road conditions too hazardous for my lil hatchback.

How am I supposed to enjoy the 31" Snowbird has received in the past 24 hours?

Dear Winter,

So you decided to stick around a little longer...I think I will survive...because as much as I love Spring, I'm glad I was able to get some time on the mountain and experience this...

Okay, so no, this isn't a picture of me...but it best represents what I did on Saturday and what the weather conditions were like. Blue skies, sun, practically NOBODY on the mountain and soft soft snow. Sadly, I have no goggle tan.

Thanks L for taking it easy with me.

Dear Where the Wild Things Are...movie...

This could go two ways:

1. Really well
2. Really poorly

I hope for option 1 since it's one of my favorite books...http://wherethewildthingsare.warnerbros.com/

Dear turning quarter of a century,

You rocked the casbah.

Thanks to everyone who made it an incredibly memorable day (emails, ecards, FB posts, phone calls, text messages, gifts, blog posts, waffles for breakfast, car decorating, a fryless Mighty Kids meal, blue plate for dinner, gluten free apple pie, movies, music, homemade Rancho market gift card, ice cream = lots of love).

I have a feeling 25 will be a very very good year.

Dear Samoa,

I can you hear your white beaches, palm trees and turquoise blue water calling. Thanks Air New Zealand for having an offer I couldn't possibly refuse...anyone else want to come along for the ride? May 15-June 1 (1 week in Australia + 9 days in Samoa).

*Note: to all my friends and family members who are not yet married, I don't mind if you decide to get married in an area where one (me) could easily extend their trip post-wedding to a tropical destination. Thank you Leah for being so considerate.

Dear Undergrad Education,

For the first time, in a really long time, I missed you.

I happened to come across the final script for my advertising capstone group project and I got the butterfly feeling in my stomach as I remembered all the long days, nights and the seconds leading up to the presentation.

How the group PWN just came together and rocked it. Our thumb bands, our homemade t-shirts (which I still wear), our posters, our kick A books, our TV spot...our trip that we won, but never went on.

THAT was a lot of a fun (not the trip part...everything before that).
Not that I would want to do it all over again, but still, I had fun.