12-29-09 Tuesday 3144

Dear B,

I am writing this a week late and alas, I can’t for the life of me remember what on earth I did that day. I was still recovering from strep throat, which I had for Christmas, and thus spent that day alone and in bed. It turns out it was strep and not tonsillitis, as first diagnosed. This day has just vanished from my memory banks. A lesson about procrastination, I guess. Sounds like you had a good Christmas, except for the extended family drama. I’m so glad you liked the Cuisinart. I’m excited about maybe seeing you soon, but I’m not sure I knew you were coming by this day. Betty’s memorial is going to be on January 3rd.


Auntie E