Hello again. My frying pan has never surfaced. I presume it to be dead and gone. And to think it never even had a proper burial. Farewell, Fair Friend, you were a faithful servant, and I would like you to know that losing you is way worse than when my vacuum cleaner bit the dust.

Today I called the cleanser company. I was surprised they didn't sound the trumpets. I even had to explain to the woman what was going on. Hello?!?!? She said, Oh?, we're supposed to send you samples? Yes, Dear, that is correct.

So, CDW and my other friend have jumped the gun, both emailing me that I'd made it BIG TIME. Ha, ha, that was my laugh for the day, that they should both have the same word choice. Isn't it nice to have loyal, dellusional friends? I thank them for their great faith and boosting.

Just think, that Julie got a book and movie, and I'm getting wee bottles of BK'S Friend.

Speaking of movies, I'm glad they have one coming out, Ramona and Beezus. You know how CDW and I love the Ramona books. CDW introduced them to me, for which I shall be eternally grateful. I think the movie comes out this Friday. I hope they did Beverly Cleary proud. You know how it is, I have exactly in my mind how Ramona should be on the big screen. Why, oh, why don't people consult me? Oh, wait! They did, or, they are. I shall let you know when the bottles arrive and I give my expert testimony.

I have nine minutes to vacuum downstairs, clean the bathroom, water my nose and check the baseball scores.

BYE,
KEM