Cleaning supply order was late so Jenn sent Maeve to our favorite little box store for some hand soap refills. How could you possibly...I mean if Maeve weren't the best waitress I ever saw, I'd just plain wring her neck. Sweet thing too but really, watermelon oatmeal soap that smells like mayonnaise! People wanna put mayonnaise in their sandwich, not wash in it. Come to think of it, maybe I should wring Jenn's neck for sending Maeve. But then Jenn was upset because one a the truckers come through here said a buddy a his saw Jenn's ex up on the iron range. Fred was a rural mail carrier out of Loon Center P.O. one day went out on his route and kept on driving. Finally when he didn't come back Jenn, well it's a sore subject with Jenn and we don't talk about it.
Edna
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