Stella here.
Haven't written for a couple o' days 'cause Harvey n' me's both been down with one NASTY cold. Better now, but just startin' t' feel like bein' social again.
Good thing I'd just been t' th' IGA t' buy some food 'cause neither one o' us's felt like goin' anyplace since Friday.
I'm up an' doin' now but I took over th' daybed an' let Harvey have th' bed all t' himself. Talk about ugly... that man's some nuisance when he's sick! Still honkin' an' blowin' an' snortin' like th' Betsy Ann just 'fore her engine blew up on him that time!
I told him he'd better be up an' movin' tomorra 'r else I was gonna come in an change th' sheets with him in 'em! F'r goodness sakes, tomorra's Monday an' I got wash t' do!
Why is it men're such babies when they're feelin' poorly? 'F anybody readin' this knows I sure would appreciate hearin' from y' 'cause after all these years it's still a mystery t' me!
Well, that's all I'm gonna write f'r now. Truth be told, I'm headin' back t' bed m'self pretty soon.
I did see th' fog t'day an' was cheered t' think t'was eatin' up more o' th' snow that's left in th' shady places. That's good news t' me!
Love from
Stella
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