Dear Hazel,

Wow, like you were so nice to everyone this morning….. on your best behaviour some might say because you are PRETENDING it’s your birthday because they brought you a cake.   But the real one is Tuesday, I’m pretty sure – first criminal appearance day – somehow fitting? Maybe dementia is kicking in and making you this way?  It’s scaring me – what if it rubs off on me and I become nice?

Oh I know a neat thing tho….during a moment of extreme boredom I turned on the old movie channel and found “Flower Drum Song” – I saw it like 30 million years ago and it was my favourite movie in my little 12 year old mind along with the requisite Sound of Music at that time.  I still remembered all the songs from Flower Drum and joyfully sang along with “Chop Suey, Chop Suey”…… and then feeling all maudlin over everything.  All I needed to do was read some Steinbeck to really put me over the edge.  I’m convinced it wasn’t Flower Drum Song tho, it’s really my hair. Need to go blonde again.

Sign me melancholy for flower drums,

Liz

…..to be continued