Dear Boyfriend, I never speak to you directly on this blog even though I know you read it so here goes: I love looking at my wrist and seeing my bracelet. You're pretty great...and pretty cute. Dear 25, I have been dreading you for a while and now that you are here I guess your not that bad. I guess being half-way to 50, which is half-way to death won't be so bad after all. Dear Dr. Dog Concert, I cannot wait to have you kick off my birthday weekend. Good friends and good jams are what Fridays are made for. Dear Sakeoke, I am so glad you are back in my life. Sake bombs are the only way anyone will kareoke anyway. You are one of my better ideas that I have ever had. Dear Running, I feel like I will never fully get you. I can run 18 miles on Sunday and feel ok and then do 4 miles on the treadmill at the gym Wednesday and feel like shit. You are a tricky mistress. Dear Valentine's Starbucks Cups, I was surprised to get my tea in you today, but I am into you. You are like the younger sister of the holiday cups and I am glad you are visiting for a short time.