Last week was special. I received my first letter from a jail inmate out of the blue. (and a double special treat... it included a request to bail him out of jail)
And again, me with the sheltered life. Who knew a professional museum career would lead me to communiques from the "Hotel Graybar". I should have just gotten that pysch degree and practiced. Lord knows I would be a wealthier woman and able to fix my tilting dining room a bit quicker! Heck, I could even hire someone... oooooh.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
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