Dear Awkwardness,

So, you have taught me an important lesson:  The next time a guest lecturer comes to present in class and distributes handouts to follow along with, I should either 1.) not edit all the typos on his/her handout, or else 2.) make sure that I am not sitting close enough that if he/she didn't have a personal copy that they would ask to use the one I was given.  Thanks for the life lesson.  It was reminescent of when I was in Jr. High and would edit notes given to me from friends...and then didn't have friends.  Memo to self: edit with caution.

Feeling sheepish again,
Allison

Dear Awkwardness,

Thanks for joining me last Saturday.  Let's be honest, I was expecting you to come along for the ride when I picked up that boy from the airport.  I just figured that your role would only be to make the conversation special.  But, as always, you exceeded my expectations.  From now on, whenever I think of going the wrong way on a one way street, I will think of the homeless man flailing his arms over his head to get my attention and then pointing in the opposite direction...and I will think of you.

Thanks for the good times,
Allison