P,
I must first advise that no adult in this house could get by with 110 pounds of anything. Which for me raises the all-important side issue: can you freeze dry bits of oneself prior to death? I've got a section of tummy left over from carrying four cherubs (it can't possibly be caused by late night ice cream raids) that I could spare immediately. And, as I find my own obsession with just the right coffee bean insufferable (though clearly necessary), should we consider adding a little of mummy's tummy to it? If it's true that we all come from dust and to dust we shall return, does it make one damn bit of difference if we consume one another, saving our planet from further overcrowding and at last making me feel worthy of my cup of java?
I fear this was a serious-minded endeavor for you, dear P, and you may think my comments are in jest. But make no mistake: if I could consider the possibility of one morning sipping hubby while reading the morning paper in peace, it might all be bearable.
Faithfully,
C.
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