Dear Janice,
Your new home sounds so nice. I'm glad that you have a room set up just for me. The country theme made me laugh. At least I'll feel at home.
The creek is down and the plane is ready for flight. The fields have been harvested and no animal is due.
I have to usher at church this Sunday. And the right Reverend is having baptism at the river. I'm in charge of cleaning the snapping turtles out of the area. So I look to leave on Tuesday, next week.
Please let me know if that is good for you.
Your friend,
Beatrice
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
Dear Janice
I'm sorry that I made you ill. And no, I will not pay the doctor's bill. Hitting your head on the toilet as you lost your lunch was not my fault.
Your schedule seems full right now with the charity event for the three legged ferrets and the 5K race for dyslexic accountants.
I'll plan to fly out the first of next month.
Sincerely
Beatrice
I'm sorry that I made you ill. And no, I will not pay the doctor's bill. Hitting your head on the toilet as you lost your lunch was not my fault.
Your schedule seems full right now with the charity event for the three legged ferrets and the 5K race for dyslexic accountants.
I'll plan to fly out the first of next month.
Sincerely
Beatrice
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Dear Janice,
The crop duster and hanger are repaired, but now it's time to harvest the milo. No, not the cute dog from the movies, but the grain.
Also the cow is due to drop her calf any day. Last year I learned how to birth a calf. It was an experience I hope to never live through again. My arm got stuck and it took two men to pull it out. Did I tell you, I still held on to the legs of the calf while they pulled? When it was over I don't know who had more goo, me or the calf.
Enough about me. How are you? I'll write as soon as it calms down here.
Yours truly,
Beatrice
The crop duster and hanger are repaired, but now it's time to harvest the milo. No, not the cute dog from the movies, but the grain.
Also the cow is due to drop her calf any day. Last year I learned how to birth a calf. It was an experience I hope to never live through again. My arm got stuck and it took two men to pull it out. Did I tell you, I still held on to the legs of the calf while they pulled? When it was over I don't know who had more goo, me or the calf.
Enough about me. How are you? I'll write as soon as it calms down here.
Yours truly,
Beatrice
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Welcome everyone
This is a series of letters from Beatrice to Janice.
Enjoy.
Dear Janice,
I look forward to our upcoming visit. What has it been? Twenty years since grad school? My flight plans are still pending due to the elk attacke at the airport. Elrod has to repair the landing gear on the crop duster then I should be able to give you and exact date of my visit.
Ienjoy living in rural Arkansas, but transportation can be tricky especially if the creek is up. It's the only way in and out of the farm. Yes, I said farm.
What is a woman with a Masters degree in Business doing on a farm? Many mornings I wake up and wonder why I took that bet.
Regretfully yours,
Beatrice
Enjoy.
Dear Janice,
I look forward to our upcoming visit. What has it been? Twenty years since grad school? My flight plans are still pending due to the elk attacke at the airport. Elrod has to repair the landing gear on the crop duster then I should be able to give you and exact date of my visit.
Ienjoy living in rural Arkansas, but transportation can be tricky especially if the creek is up. It's the only way in and out of the farm. Yes, I said farm.
What is a woman with a Masters degree in Business doing on a farm? Many mornings I wake up and wonder why I took that bet.
Regretfully yours,
Beatrice
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