Last night Flat John and I ate out at a diner. We took a friend out for dinner. The friend is an elderly lady, a former missionary to Liberia, who tells stories about finding cobras in her bathroom, and other things. She always gets scrambled eggs and bacon. Aunt Teen got a burger. We had a good time.
Well this was the last exciting day at work. I put Flat John in an envelope, with his hoola hoop so he would have something to play with on the way home. I hope he does not startle any mail carriers by hoola hooping and making the envelope quiver. I would be nervous, as a mail carrier, if I saw an envelope quiver. Anyway, I hope FJ gets back in time for the President's Day weekend outing.
Thanks again for the visit!
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