I get mistaken for a child on a regular basis, so I thought I'd gather up some of the benefits and downfalls of being a 24-year-old ...
Dear Paleo Diet, Sorry I've been cheating on you so much lately. Just call me Shaggy (I even caught her on camera! It wasn't me.) At least I've been running..
Dear Wyatt (my 8-year-old nephew), You might have made my life the other day when you not only said you liked my hair, but you also said, "The mosquitos always bite you 'cuz you're pretty." (How adorable is that?!)
Dear Ziggy, You're not always the best running partner, like when you get tired and start pulling as far away from me--not in front or behind me, but as far to the side as you can possibly get or when you make me stop at every puddle so you can roll in it, but you are definitely the most enthusiastic and adorable running partner I've ever had. And yes, I do need this many photos of my dog. Dear I Heart Music Festival, I wish very much that I was in Vegas right now watching you, but it's pretty badass that I get to watch you live from my computer in my living room fo' free. I just finished watching No Doubt and Miranda Lambert rock the stage off. The new No Doubt single is just as catchy as "Settle Down." Also, Britney Spears is so scary. I want the old Britney back. Dear Restaurant Patrons, I've said it before and I'll say it again: if you can't afford to tip, don't go out. The dollar menu at Micky D's is calling your name. Dear Readers, Happy Friday! Have fun & be safe!