little love letters

Dear puppies all over the world, 

I just really want one of you. 

Specifically of the bulldog orientation. 

Maybe the rent-a-puppy place is the next best thing??

(This is absolutely a real thing, started by a girl at BYU.

Anyone tried it?

Thoughts?

Or better yet.... 

Anyone have a puppy they wanna give me?!)

Dear fireplace,

You are either one hundred million degrees or you don't work at all. 

Come on, let's meet in the middle shall we?

Dear immune system,

DIE. DIE. DIE. 

(Actually, I feel like that's what you have been saying to me that past few days)

I thought I got lucky when Christian was sick a few weeks ago... 

But noooo. You were hustlin' me. 

And now here I am, home from work and school, blogging. 

Thanks a whole ton, ya rude.

Dear JT album, 

You are just so good. 

Like, so so so good. 

And this non-curly hair look you've got going on now?

I don't know how you do it, but mama likey!

Dear Felicity, 

Just when I thought my emotions couldn't get more outta control, 

you walzted back into my world this morning. 

One 20-minute-sob-fest and an episode later, I remember why I love you so much.   

Dear Christian, 

Oh you darling man. You never cease to amaze me. 

Just when I thought you couldn't be more kind, you spent 45 minutes doing the dishes last night. 

And just when I thought you couldn't get more romantical, you rubbed and rubbed my feet before bed . 

And just when I thought you couldn't get more smart, you go and blow my mind in basically every conversation we have. 

And just when I thought I couldn't fall more in love with you, I DID. 

You are my absolute most favorite person ever. 

And I love you to the moon and back!

Dear sapfest that this blog post has suddenly become, 

It's time to STOP before things get outta control.

Peace.

Out. 

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Dear Imagine Dragons,

I really can't stop listening to you.
If you're looking for a power song to add to your workout playlist, listen to Radioactive.

SO. GOOD.

Dear gym,

It's great to be seeing more of you lately.

I would hate to publicly admit how long I avoided you since coming to DC...

*cough the whole time we've been here cough*

and speaking of the gym...

Dear N.O.xplode,

You make my workouts so much more bearable!

Sad to say, but I'm probably addicted.

Dear Christian,

Every day, you teach me something new about being an awesome person.

I love you so much for that.

Dear Roti,

Why has it taken us 3 months to discover your Mediterranean goodness?!

No worries, we made up for it by 2 visits in 2 days.

We love falafel!!!

Dear blogging world and crazy bloggers,
Sometimes, you make me want to stab forks in my eyes.
And that's all I'm going to say, before something comes out that I regret.

Dear hand and wrist and everything inside,

You are sincerely killing me, like every day.

I'm about ready to perform carpal tunnel surgery myself.

(Has anyone else ever had this problem?! Aka sympathy please?!
And Abby, I would love any advice you have to give me!)

Dear Thanksgiving,
I had literally NO idea that you were next week, until a few days ago.
My whole world has been turned upside down,
and now I CANNOT WAIT UNTIL NEXT THURSDAY!!

The end.

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Dear job hunting,

Why. Are. You. So. HARD?

I have been far too lucky in the past... employment has practically fallen in my lap at times.

I guess karma is kicking in and it's time to be an adult. 

All I have to say is BOOO.

Dear legs,

I was worried you would give out on me this morning during our first run in...well... a while.

Welcome back to full usage, and I hope you're ready for some butt-kicking.

Er... leg-kicking.

And bad jokes apparently.

Harhar.

Dear library,

So glad we found you, and now we are coming like every day yaaayyy!

Dear anything with sugar,

Christian and I are officially the WORST.

Like, we have a problem. 

A problem that includes eating a whole box of ice cream sandwiches in 24 hours. 

That's all I have to say about that.

Dear humidity,

I just wanted to thank you for not slapping me in the face with your muggy grossness the last few days. 

I need a little more time to adjust, alright?

Dear NYC,

For reals.

This weekend. 

We are coming for yoooooouuuuuuuu.

Dear one of my favorite wedding pictures,

Oh hey.

That's all! Happy Friday folks!

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Dear bartlett pears,

I can't stop eating you right now.

Thanks for making breakfast exciting.

Also for requiring me to floss after eating... but that's another issue.

Dear general conference,
I feel like I have never needed anything more than I need you right now.
I am greatly looking forward to Saturday and Sunday.

Dear brothers,

I miss you TERRIBLY right now.

I am so excited to come home and see your handsome faces,

and in just 3 weeks!!!!

Dear Utah,

We only have a few weeks left together before Christian and I get our east coast on.

For 8 months.

I'm still reeling at the thought.

But I have to admit...

I am very excited for a little break from you.

Dear daffodils,

How have you not been my favorite flower until now?!

You are freaking adorable, and seeing you in front of my apartment complex makes me extremely happy. 

Dear Tuesday,

You are one of my favorite days of the week.

You know why?

Taco Tuesday.

Great gym classes.

And I get to spend many an hour with my wonderful man, also known as Christian, 

also known as my future hubs.

That alone makes the day wonderful!

Dear Zumba, 

Oh em gee, I seriously CAN'T get enough of you.

So much so, that I might have created a Zumbalicious pandora station the other day.

I know, my obsessions are out of control.....

Dear BYU,

As cheesy as this is, 

I can't help but feel extremely grateful to go to such an outstanding and uplifting university.

Happy Tuesday all!

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Dear people in the map room who I see every day, 

I'm so glad I'm not the only regular.

I like sharing acknowledging/pained looks,

You know, the ones that say "Oh hey, it's you again. 

I don't know your name, but I'm sorry we are here.

Studying.

For 6 hours straight.

Again."

You guys make me smile.

Dear Bret Michaels,
You started a rocker clothing line?
FOR PETS?
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Dear Mother Nature,

I can't believe you haven't dumped more snow on Utah yet.

And I can't believe I'm actually upset about it.

White Christmas?

Yeah, prolly not.

Dear Christian,

You are cute and I like you.

Thanks for sending me Spanish poems via email.

You are one of a kind. Aka the best.

Winky winky ;)

Dear Bobby Helms,

Jingle Bell Rock is one of my favorite Christmas songs.

Thanks for singing like it's your job.

Oh wait.....

Dear self,

Only 3 more finals left.

Also good job on using literally EVERY SINGLE PIECE

OF PAPER in your 5 subject notebook this semester. 

The last one being scratch paper for your stats exam.

That's something to be proud of.

Dear Christmas break,

SEE YA SOON!!!!

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Dear fall semester, 

I have decided to come out of the closet and admit this:

I am actually getting excited to see you.

Maybe not in regards to the homework aspect (blurgh), 

but I miss being on campus. 

And I am beyond excited for football games,

crunchy leaves, 

seeing old friends, 

pumkins, 

the state fair,

and other cool, fall-ish things.

Beyond excited I tell you!

Plus, look how stunning!

Dear Rubios, 

Bless you and your fish tacos.
You are one of the few restaurants I wouldn't mind spending my money on very frequently.
Get in my beeeellllyyyyy!!!!

Dear Education Week,
I haven't decided how I feel about you yet.
On one hand, you are great because there is no school. Which  means far fewer students on campus.
And more parking spots.
And fewer people at the gym.
And fewer idiot student drivers.
And shorter lines at Yogurtland.
But you also bring a slew of crazy people, who apparently don't know how to drive or walk anywhere.
(I guess you can't escape the bad drivers...)
And the lack of parking in the morning is cramping my style.
"Why don't you just walk to work, Brooke?"
Because that would be the obvious solution to my problem. And I'm all about doing things the hard way.
Plus I get really sweaty walking up the hill.
And I'm saving that joy for when school is back in session.
YEEEEE.

Dear dejavu,
You are so weird. And you made a surprise apperance today while I was listening to Elton John at work.
Really? So random!

Dear Justin Bieber,
I am obsessed with you right now, and I don't even care.

Dear job,
We have been together a solid year now! My how time flies! And I am still crazy about ya!
Bring on the next few years!
(I love talking excitedly!!!!!)

Dear next weekend,
Please hurry up.
That's all.
Bai.

so I guess this is a weekly thing now

Dear new running shoes,

Probably I should adopt Jenny's habit and buy new running shoes 6 times a year instead of just one.

Because I am obsessed with you!

(And just for the record, these are the best running shoes I have ever had. Srsly.)

Dear Modern Family,

You have had me endlessly entertained over the last 3 weeks. And now I am left waiting for season 3 to start. I don't think I can handle aka I'm just going to watch season 1 and 2 again. 

p.s. Phil, you are my fav :)

Dear hair,

I am this close to chopping you all off....... must..... show...... self...... control......

Dear people I work with, 

You guys are so fantastic. How did I get so lucky?

Dear school/fall semester,

I can't believe I am admitting this, but I am getting kind of excited for you. There is something magical about fall in Provo. And even the thought of school is a little enticing.

I'm sure I will be eating my words later, but until then, I will continue to get a little more excited every day.

Happy Thursday.