Dear Little Yellow House, I know we are bouncing all over the place with our renovations, but we promise not to leave anything half done for too long. Except for the master bedroom trim. I'm sorry about that one.
Dear Summer, Apparently my friends (and husband) need a warning label and a text alert to reapply sunscreen. Do you think you could help with that?
Dear Youtube, You are a dangerously distracting place, my friend. It might be best if you stop recommending videos.
Dear Grilled Pizza, You might just be tastier than oven-baked pizza. We just have to keep from burning you next time.
Dear Canon, Nikon is cooler. The end.