Dear Everyone Who Knows Me,

I truly appreciate your kind words of worry and compassion over the past week.  Apparently, I look tired.  Three people have asked me in the last 5 days, "Are you okay?" or have said, "You look tired" or "You look upset."  So, I'm here to set the record straight.

Yes, I am tired.  Yes, I am stressed out.  Yes, I am exhausted.  Yes, I sometimes feel like I'm on the verge of a semi-nervous breakdown (not really, but you know what I mean).  Yes, I am ready to graduate from law school.  Yes, I am nervous about the Bar exam (even though I'm going to kick its butt).  Yes, yes, yes.

So, that's all.  That is why my eyes are puffy and red and I look tired.  Because I am.  But thanks for asking.  

And Yes, I will be MIA (missing in action) most of the time until July 30.

But come July 30...

I'm BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACKKKK!!!!!!  (Well, after a nice long nap!)

Love, Me

Dear Susan Boyle,

Three words:

You.

Freaking.

Rock.

That's all.

{See this video}

Love, Me

Dear Internet Company {Revisited},

Hello again.  Perhaps you remember my first letter to you.  Well, I have heard more of the story, and here are my thoughts:

I will likely be switching to a different company, because this is just flat out stupid.

Thanks for listening.  It's been a good, oh, I don't know, 8 years with you, but I'm about to peace out.  

Love, Me

It's Freaky Friday, Y'all!

Dear Remington Grill,

On Wednesday evening, at approximately 6:45 p.m., I became famished.  My stomach started growling.  And growling.  My Darling Dearest was asleep taking a nice long nap.  I gently woke him up to see if he was ready to go to dinner.  He wasn't.

To make a long story short, I begged and begged to go to Remington Grill for dinner - I was truly craving your cheeseburgers and delicious FrySauce.  We finally arrived at 7:58.  

The doors were closed and locked.  Apparently, you thought it would be brilliant to close up shop at 8pm.

8 pm?!?!  

Um, I hate to break it to you, but plenty of people are still hungry at 8pm.  Please consider staying open until 9pm.  

Thanks.

Love, Me

Dear Bar Exam,

I cannot wait to kick your butt.  You better start running from me, right now.

July 28 and 29 are going to be murder for you.

That's all.

Love, Me

Dear Girl Who Doesn't Know How To Work My iPhone Camera,

Yesterday afternoon, at approximately 5:30 p.m. EST, in area code 336, I was literally rubbing shoulders with Anderson Cooper - of AC 360 on CNN.  I handed you my iPhone because it was the only camera I had.  I had it set and ready to go.  I told you which button to push.  I nudged Anderson and said "right there."  He looked up and we both smiled.  We waited.  And waited.  He looked away and kept signing autographs.  I kept looking at my phone and smiling like an idiot. Finally, you said, "I don't know how to work it.  Sorry."  I was t-i-c-k-e-d.

Lucky for you, a friend just HAPPENED to be snapping pictures.  She got proof that I was shoulder to shoulder with good ol' A.C.

(That's me in the white sweater to the left of AC)

Please learn how to work an iPhone and never let that happen to anyone again.

Love, Me

Dear Readers,

I am so honored... Miss BLC at The Company She Keeps has given me a blog award!  She has given me the Sexy Blogger Award!  

Yes, yes, thank you.  I am honored.  Please hop over to BLC's blog and check her cute posts out.  I think from here I am supposed to tag some other Sexy Bloggers!  Here we go (in no particular order):

1) Martin Blessings

2) The Nie Nie Dialogues

3) Chronicles of a Mommy

4) MckMama (My Charming Kids)

5) The King and I

Now, go bring sexy back ladies!  You are supposed to list 5 sexy things about yourself... and here's mine: 1) laughing til you can't breathe; 2) Strawberry Smoothie toenail polish; 3) forgiveness is key in life; 4) do something creative every day; 5) I am a Christian woman!

Love, Me

Dear Stellan and MckMama,

I just wanted you to know that there are a LOT of people praying for your family.  Stellan is such a fighter and everyone is so amazed.  MckMama, your strength is amazing.  Mothers everywhere are in awe.  Lots of love to your family from North Carolina and everywhere! (PS - Read about them here).

Love, Me

It's Freaky Friday, Y'all!

First: About Freaky Friday - Every Friday I will write about something totally freaky from my week.  My definition of "freaky" may change from week to week.  Sometimes it may be funny, other times scary, other times, ironic.  You'll just have to see.

Dear Mr. Banana Peel,

Yesterday morning I was having a pretty crazy day.  It was raining, and I was running late.  I had to stop by the store to get some cupcakes.  I jumped out of my car and lo and behold!  You - Mr. Banana Peel - were lying all rotten and brown and wet on the pavement directly under my feet.  You lucky thing, you.  If I had slipped and busted my you-know-what because of you, I would have had some words.  And they wouldn't have been nice.

But I must say, thank you for not making me fall.  Although it probably would have been funny later on.  But don't get any ideas.

Love, Me

Dear Internet Company,

I heard a little rumor that you would like to start charging customers based on usage.  Now, I will admit I don't know much about this.  However, you must understand that I am likely addicted to the Internet and may have to have an Intervention if you charge based on usage.  I am on the Internet ALL the time.  Please understand.  I really really love having unlimited usage.  It allows me to surf and blog as much as I want.  Perhaps you will have a change of heart?

Love, Me