Read my beady little eyes out today. Twelve hours, was it? Another day and a half of it, then I can kick back.
Mom doesn't call me any more on my busy days -- Monday, Tuesday, half of Wednesday. She used to call, forget she'd called, call again, then forget she'd called again. I attribute it to her greater absorption in the doings and dramas of Canterbury -- Cranberry, she says -- Court. I'll visit Wednesday for dinner.
Julie got her new bras today, but they didn't fit.
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