Sunday Night Letters

Well, at least I'm consistent at being inconsistent (You like that? See what I did there? Mindblowing, right?)
Sometimes when I'm procrastinating (I seem to blog a lot in light of procrastination), I stalk other blogs, and then I'm like, I need to write a new blog post! It's been awhile! So obviously I'm going to do that.
And then I'm like, well dang it. Now I need something to write about. And then I think and think and think.

And a lot of that thinking is spewed out onto this blog. Because that way I can go back and laugh at myself, and ya'll will forget about it in a few days anyway.

So, here are my thoughts for the moment:

Dear Utah,
You're growing on me. It's kinda scary but I love it.

Dear Disneyland,
I MISS YOU SO MUCH. Why is this separation so great??

Dear Anatomy/Ochem,
You're kicking my butt. I hope you appreciate the tears. But you're going down. Brittani doesn't do badly in classes. It's just not okay with me.

Dear Mama Hen,
Sorry I didn't bring you Oj and ice cream when you were sick. Hopefully all my other freaking awesome character traits make up for my slip. Sorry lovie!

Dear you,
Hey it's my birthday soon. And I'm getting pretty excited. Just sayin.

PS.
Just in case you want to laugh:

You'd think the Utahns would get used to the snow. Guess not. Haha