Dear Emerson: Thank you for taking after your father's side of the family and sleeping a solid 13 hours last night. My PR as an adult is 10 hours. You go girl. Dear Olympic athletes: Rock on. I wish I had an ounce of athleticism. Dear legs: Don't let me down. I've got a half marathon in 10 weeks, and we can DO THIS if we work together. Kapeesh? Dear next door neighbor: You're strange. You should look into that. Dear Mackenzie: I'm so excited for a fun weekend celebrating your last single-girl weeks! We've got some fun in store for you! ;-) (Sorry, Channing Tatum won't be there, I tried. He's busy I guess??) Dear Mackenzie's friends: I'm sorry you have to see me in a 2 piece bathing suit. Dear sugar: It's been almost 2 weeks. I don't need you! But why are you in everything???? Dear school year: I'm not ready for you. Dear fall: I'm definitely ready for you. Bring on the pumpkin spice and the crunchy leaves. Dear self: You are getting your hair cut tomorrow. You will NOT chicken out and go for same ole, same ole. You can do this.