Good morning. How is everybody? You aren't gonna believe what happened. We're doing pretty good this morning but yesterday was kinda rough, although it ended up ok. Mr. Potatohead went and got his bandages off and his ears healed perfectly although his hearing is only about 1/2 of what it used to be. After he got home we were having tea (well, I was having tea, Mr. Potatohead was having beer) when there was a knock on the door. It was my friend Pancho Vanilla. He had just heard that Mr. Potatohead had died in the desert so he was here to pay his respects. Well! You should have seen Mr. Potatohead lose it! I've never seen him like that! He came off his chair like a madman and tackled poor Pancho! What a mess! I had to beat him with my broom to make him stop! I was so embarrassed. Poor Pancho. Finally when I got them separated I made them sit down and talk and before long they were behaving like old friends. I guess Mr. Potatohead was still a little jealous about my dance with Pancho. Anyways, everything worked out and today they're planning a day together. I don't know what they're going to do, I'm just glad they're getting along. Well, I better get going, I'm feeling a twinge of morning sickness. Bye for now.
Mrs. Potatohead.
