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My cousin Claudia had her 81st birthday today.
Claudia and I were seventy-five years ago!
I know Mary loves me, but I heard from our next-door neighbor, Jane, this morning, something that was a little upsetting. Jane told me this story…
Mary went to the police station with Jane, our next-door neighbor, to report that I was missing. In reality, I had just gone to the market to get Mary some pickles for the picnic. The policeman asked for a description.
Mary said, “He’s 35 years old, 6 foot 4, has dark eyes, dark wavy hair, an athletic build, weighs 185 pounds, is soft-spoken, and is good to the children.”
Jane protested, “Your husband, Paul, is 5 feet 4, chubby, bald, ugly, farts, has a big mouth, and is mean to your dog.”
Mary replied, “Yes, but who wants HIM back?”
I thought about it for a bit and forgave her; I promise to be nice to Scout from now on.
Irne was up and moving at 9:00 am, and we visited on the patio for a while before she left for home.
