It's time for some letters, Loveys.
Dear Outback Steakhouse,
I am very sorry for all the screaming made by my children. We tried to leave as quickly as possible. Oh and I'm sorry about all the yogurt on the floor.
Dear George R. R. Martin,
I'm not sure how I feel about you right now. I finished Storm of Swords and I feel worn out from battle. I know this much, there better be some light at the end of this tunnel.
Dear Colorado Springs,
I know you're tired of smoke and fire. I feel for you and I'm doing a rain dance. Things have to get better.
I'm freaking out that you're on your way to Africa and I'm not going to hear from you for a while!
Looking forward to our tea date tomorrow, dearest.
Next time we decide we're going out to eat and we'll just take the kids with us, let's remember tonight and rethink that decision.
Dear Ash and Linc,
You make me crazy but I love you.