Friday's Letters.

Dear puppy dog, Even though you are 5 years old, you are still and will always be my puppy dog. I wish you were a little smaller so that I could sneak you into the apartment to visit. I somehow think you wouldn't enjoy the elevator though, or the 21 flights of stairs. I do miss seeing your smiling face every day. I promise I will come home more often to visit! I ruff ru! Dear boyfriend, I love you! I swear I had nothing to do with that ring ad showing up on your favorite website. But since you mentioned it, its convenient timing with my birthday and Christmas right around the corner. Dear teeth, Why are you sensitive all of a sudden? Perhaps its the cooler weather and the nerve in my face acting up. It better be. I really don't want to visit the dentist office any time soon. Dear health, While I appreciate the fact that I haven't been sick with the flu this year, I really do not like how you continue to throw all these curve balls my way. Out of the blue I start feeling this lump in my throat and surprise, its my thyroid. I'm not impressed. And the tiredness. I really don't enjoying being tired all the time. I feel like an old lady. Dear blog friends, I have been a really bad blogger lately. My to-read list continues to grow and grow, and I have been horrible at leaving comments on all your blogs. Once I can get a few health issues under control,  I promise I will be more active! Dear weather, Rain, rain, go away!