An Open Letter to Spring

Dear Spring,

Hey there, (not too) Hot Stuff. Feel free to stay as long as you'd like. Just leave the allergens at the door.

Love, Karen

P.S. On a completely unrelated side note, I totally saw Ellen Hopkins' doppelganger yesterday at the post office. Okay, that's all I had to say.


  1. Yea, spring is such a jerkface right now. I can't hear out of one ear and have become a mouth breather. Freaking spring.

  2. I second the allergens thing.

    Dying here.