Sat. Fair very cold. I done house work. We went up to Reba's this eve. Hear Maebird Blair is full of cancer.
Footnote: Reba is her sister-in-law and lives nearby. Maebird Blair is also a neighbor. I think they are the Blairs that owned the general store. I remember getting fudgecicles there. Daddy would stop to get gas there sometimes and we would get to have an icecream. Can't remember her husbands name but I remember what he looked like - a small frame man with dark hair.
Cold and rainy here today. I have a cold, sore throat and all that crap. Got it at the grocery AGAIN. I swear I wear gloves, never touch all those signing pens that everyone else touches, clean the cart and still I get a bug. I have some things I have to pick up for Christmas and I have a journal and doll to deliver to two different people. So I have to get out in this mess. I would just rather stay here and sew. I was supposed to meet some of my old friends for lunch downtown and then I had plans to have dinner with some other friends tonight at a barbecue place - I had to cancel both of them. I don't feel so bad, I just don't want to spread the germ. Hope you are all well.
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