To the DNR: Friday morning, I was out walking around Lake Harriet. I heard splashing at the edge of the water, and assumed it was the ducks. I kept hearing it the whole way, but didn’t pay much attention, because I was too occupied with the mental list I was busy compiling, titled “Reasons I’m Walking Right Now Instead of ...

Dear Friends: I’m so glad I had to cancel that trip to Amsterdam. Europe can wait. I just had the best birthday ever. Saturday afternoon, Heather and I dragged our sleep-deprived asses to the airport and got on a plane to Charlotte, North Carolina. No, come back! It gets better, I swear. Our already late-night flight was delayed due to ...

Dear Friends: I’m sitting here in my going-someplace-warmer outfit, wondering if I can get in a nap before our ride to the airport shows up in a little over an hour. Last night’s birthday celebration for Heather, the details of which shall remain known only to those individuals involved, have left me beyond the help of even my lukewarm cappuccino. ...

Dear Dad, Once again, you’ve saved me. My car is running, and has four matching wheels. (Which is more important? The matching wheels, of course.) You drove over to my house last night after my lifting class, toting a battery charger, a spoon I left at the Memorial Day picnic, and a coupon for Thai food that my mom clipped ...