Dear Margie,
Well, we made it to Miami Beach just fine; the Biddy Bus only broke down twice. Luckily, the last time was two blocks away from Aunt Biddy’s house, so we just hoofed it down the street until we got there. My lands, it surely is hot down here and this place is no better than a swamp. I do not know what all this humidity will do to my hair. I hope I don’t look a fright when we go visiting later. Aunt Biddy promised to introduce me to her gentleman friends and I do so want to look my best.
Love, Edna
Margie: I'll swan. I thought I was rid of my crazy sister for a while and she sends me a blasted postcard. Like I care, Edna.
Her hair? Lawsy me, Edna always looks a fright so I don't think she needs to worry about humidity!
I'd rather try to survive in the swamp as to meet any of Biddy's friends. You can bet there's not a gentleman amongst them. Not that that's ever stopped Edna.
Whew! I hope that's the last I hear from her.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Edna Writes Margie
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4 comments:
You two just crack me up! Enjoy your time off from each other!
Margie: Linda, thank you. I was enjoying my time away from Edna but she just had to send me a postcard! I guess she knows I'm trying to forget her.
This is my first time here. I came via entrecard. I must say, I don't even really watch Jericho (though it is a good show), but this blog is fabulous. What an amazingly clever idea.
Margie here. Thank you, Michelle, for dropping by.
You are so sweet to compliment our blog. Edna & I did begin with Jericho then we decided we had so many other subjects we wanted to talk about.
Please do come back and visit us again.
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