Just got this from Auntie Linda:
"Let me get this out of the way, 'Do you have any fish?' Okay, now I can talk.
Thank you Lord ( and my Sister) for giving me Nessa. At least I know I will have someone to buy clothes, shoes, jewelry, etc. for me when I get too feeble to do it. I don't want thigh highs rolled down below my knees or ortho shoes.
Don't worry, Auntie, I'll take care of you when you are old and obnoxious. I'll take you to the casinos in your wheelchair and watch you poke the butts of young cuties with your walking stick. I'll also make sure you have a pedicure regularly (no WAY will I be giving it to you, but I'll make sure someone does) so that you can still wear your sexy little sandals with your sheer toe support hose.
All my love,