Letter #37 To My Benefactor
Dear Benefactor,

In my last letter to you, I told you that I was going to make sure to take my Keens with me on the next vacation. Well, one week after I came home from Toronto, I was on another airplane headed for Southern California. In fact, I am writing you this letter from Oceanside.
I know, I know, I am one spoiled brat.
Well, my Keens are here, but I haven’t gone hiking yet. However, that doesn’t mean I haven’t been walking. Yesterday, I logged over 12,000 steps on my Fitbit from hanging out at Knott’s Berry Farm.

That’s a good thing, because the minute I pulled into town here—even before I checked into the condo—I ended up at the Texas Roadhouse with my traveling partner, Jodi Rose. This is one of my absolute favorite restaurants. I especially love their buns with honey/cinnamon butter. All self-control goes out the window the minute I enter their establishment.
I need to keep walking (and probably stay away from Texas Roadhouse) or Knott’s Berry Farm will have to swap out that poster above my head for a picture of me instead of Sweet Marie.
Sincerely,
Marie