Dear Mr. Veen: I officially know it's winter when we have to roll up a towel to put by the attic door. Brrrr! Dear Lucky Pockets: I know it must be hard to be the least admired of all the animals in this house, but could you please keep your midnight frolics down? I don't particularly enjoy being woken up at 4a.m. by a hamster. Thanks. Dear Nathaniel Rateliff: I had heard of you before I found out you are opening for Mumford and Sons, and had a feeling you were good. However, now that I've taken a thorough listen I am sold. Love this song. Love these lyrics. Dear Self: Congrats on making a serious dent in the Christmas shopping, now to wrap it all. And last to Mr. Veen: I love you. That's all.
Happy Friday Peeps!