Hey sis,
Still can’t believe there was a ghost hiding out in the museum. And the nanny sounded pretty upset that you missed Sage’s first steps.
Anyway, I went out to the Grind after work and had a drink. Forgot what it was … what I was paying attention to was Alexandria Mullen’s … outfit.
Meanwhile, while I’m out drinking, a robber decides to show up! Good deal that I’d had a burglar alarm installed, so he didn’t get inside the house.
By the time the police showed up, the burglar was already long gone. Times like these I wish you were here.
And the repair people in Bridgeport are no good, either. Thankfully mom taught us to be serviceable with a wrench and a hammer, so I, playing Mr. Fix-It, decided to try to repair my broken sink and tub myself.
I hosted a get-together for a few friends the other night. I had an itching to play guitar there – I couldn’t wait to show off the fact that I’d learned “Flamenco Fever.”
I was a little freaked out by the fact that my maid, Greggory, was asking for my autograph. Oh, want to know about this getup? I’m stepping in for Reuben Littler and playing a repo guy, lol. '
On my way to work.
Love, Bassy
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