Notes pinned to the pillow of a mother who has the flu by a well-meaning 
husband who has inherited the house and kids. 

Monday A.M. 
Dearest: Sleep late.; Everything under control. 
Lunches packed. 
Kids off to school. 
Menu for dinner planned. 
Your lunch is on a tray in refrigerator: 
fruit cup, finger-sandwiches. 
Thermos of hot tea by bedside. 
See you around six. 

Tuesday A.M. 
Honey: Sorry about the egg rack in the refrigerator. 
Hope you got back to sleep. 
Did the kids tell you about the Coke I put in the Thermoses? 
The school might call you on this. 
Dinner may be a little late. 
I'm doing your door-to-door canvas for liver research. 
Your lunch is in refrigerator. 
Hope you like leftover chili. 

Wednesday A.M. 
Dear Doris: Why in the name of all that is sane would you put soap powder in 
the flour canister! 
If you have time, could you please come up with a likely spot for Chris's 
missing shoes? 
We've checked the clothes hamper, garage, back seat of the car and wood box. 
Did you know the school has a ruling on bedroom slippers? 
There's some cold pizza for you in a napkin in the oven drawer.; Will be late 
tonight. 
Driving eight Girl Scouts to tour meatpacking house. 

Thursday A.M. 
Doris: Don't panic over water in hallway. 
It crested last night at 9 P.M. 
Will finish laundry tonight. 
Please pencil in answers to following: 
1.; How do you turn on the garbage disposal? 
2.; How do you turn off the milkman? 
3.; Why would that rotten kid leave his shoes in his boots? 
4.; How do you remove a Confederate flag inked on the palm of a small boy's 
hand? 
5.; What do you do with leftovers when they begin to snap at you when you 
open the door? 

I don't know what you're having for lunch! 
Surprise me! 

Friday A.M. 
Hey: Don't drink from pitcher by the sink.; 
Am trying to restore pink dress shirt to original white. 
Take heart. 
Tonight, the ironing will be folded, 
house cleaned and dinner on time. 
I called your mother.