Dear Madison,

Where else can I:

• make friends on the bus home from work?
• walk past the poshest restaurant in town, look in the window, and find one of the chefs (my next door neighbor) waving at me delightedly?
• spend the weekend biking, sailing, picking up my CSA, and attending a food and music festival downtown?
• fill my bike tires with a gratis air pump and fix-it station set up along the bike path by the city?
• always—always—get a smile on my face when I enter downtown because it's always just the right place to be?

Hugs & kisses,
B

Dear Time,

Where have you gone?

Hugs & kisses,
B

Dear M,

Thanks for lending us a highchair, pack-and-play, and stroller over the weekend. I'm pretty sure the stroller almost went home with BFF (she liked it that much!), and I'm pretty sure my cat would have felt even more terrorized without the safety restraints provided by the pack-and-play and highchair.

Hugs & kisses,
B

Dear BFF,

That was the best visit in the history of BFFness. When I left for work yesterday, I was already missing you and your adorable daughter. When I got home last night, my apartment seemed so wide-open and empty without you two there. Five days were way too short, but I'm so glad we got them.

Hugs & kisses,
B