A repository of modern day maternal correspondence

It’s almost too much fun.

I am spending the day rotating fresh bags of frozen peas on your Dad’s recent eye surgery (the lid).  The valium makes him hallucinate.  It’s almost too much fun.  He should be a lot better by tomorrow.
Our WOW cable was out yesterday so we watched the original “The 39 Steps” (Hitchcock 1935).  Still fun.



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