The Hopewell House

Dear Weekend, Thank you for giving me my husband back, even if it's only for a few hours. I know when the week starts back up I won't see him again but I'm thankful to have him around for part of Saturday and Sunday... oh man, I've missed him a lot.

Dear Maxi Skirt, You are the skirt of my dreams. I have been searching high and low to find you and low and behold, I find you in a thrift store for $2. Can't beat that! Now if only you weren't black and my dog didn't shed this would would a match made in heaven. Can you send a grey skirt my way as well? Thanks.

Dear Weather, You are killing me today! Because it's so dreary out, I just want to go home, make some hot chocolate and cuddle up with my pups. Must.Make.It.Until.5.

Dear Jake, I am sorry you feel inadequate when it comes to this blog so today I will make sure you have a spot in this post dedicated just to you. PS, thanks for making me wake up at 5 AM to go to Waffle House and then you no show. What a jerk. Though, I might add it was hilarious hearing you try to rationalize sleeping versus getting up. At some point you started trying to tell me how you were trying to adjust to Ohio time...what?

Dear Dad, I can't wait to see you at midnight tonight! I've missed you so much and am happy you are coming to visit. D says you are probably one of the coolest guys he knows...I couldn't agree more! Now, if only you could have brought Mom and Ash, well, that would have been icing on the cake!

Dear Students, Why must you keep calling me 'Holly.' I have never once told you my name is Holly and my signature at the end of every single email does not say Holly. So tell me, where is this Holly name coming from? [If you haven't guessed yet, the 'H' in my name does not stand for Holly]

Dear Work, The worst is over for the week, now to finish out this day and go home and relax. By relax, I really mean doing homework and catching up on my running. What a Weekend.