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Hello, dear,
Just think - here it is Saturday nite and I am spending it very quietly, listening to the radio and writing to you - and it's good fun besides being inexpensive - I have just two dollars and fifteen cents to last me until the 1st of Dec. - think I'll make it? However that's the day my budget really begins to look optimistic for a change -
So you have told your Aunt Hettie we are going to be married - I think that is swell and I hope she approves - you know when you start counting them up, there are quite a few people who know, but I guess it doesn't matter much - we've been going together quite a while and everybody should be able to guess we're going to make it permanent - do you know it's only a little over two months until Feb. 1, when you can start making plans to announce our engagement - and I've said this so many times, but I still can hardly wait -
We have been having the screwiest weather lately - last night it was freezing, this morning it was warm, then a cold wind came up and blew and froze all afternoon, and now it has started to rain - I give up -
At Mr. Couch's suggestion - and who am I to object - I locked up my office at 10:30 this morning and went out and played golf with Mr. Couch and Dr. Baird - and it was really cold out there besides having a freezing east wind blowing us around - but we bundled up with a lot of long underwear, sweat shirts, sweaters, etc and it wasn't half bad - even played 18 holes and that was plenty -
Tomorrow morning I am going to forego the usual Sunday golf game and go ice-skating instead - it is getting to the point where it is lots of fun now and I'm not worried about falling down and running into people and stuff -
I have been thinking about the fun we are going to have the weekend of the 6th and 7th - wish it would hurry and get here - but golly it's still just two weeks anyway - one thing I am going to do is take you out to dinner Saturday nite wherever you want to go - Lobbe's, Nendel, or what do you suggest - also Saturday afternoon we are going to look at a lot of merchandise and window displays and you can figure out what to get me for Xmas also - Ash and Hill have almost succeeded in selling me a ticket to the Nu Sig dance the nite of the 7th, so if nothing else turns up we will probably end up there and it ought to be fun, even if they usually dance between each drink instead of vice-versa - and just to top it all off its our first anniversary and that deserves a celebration in itself - will never forget this last year either -
Oh yes in case I haven't told you, you are forgiven for not mailing your letter till Friday - the sweetness makes up for the delay -
Went to the Paramount with Bob Thursday nite and saw Kay Kyser's latest and it was really a pretty fair show - you ought to see it if you can take time off from braiding your rug, knitting the baby clothes, taking care of plants, day dreaming, sleeping, copying your lessons, and writing to me - gosh, you really are a busy girl, aren't you -
This has all the appearances of being a rather longish letter - do you mind - I hope the quality hasn't suffered -
Resurrected a cute little picture-frame I had and now have mounted that snapshot of us in it, so now I have two pictures of you on my dresser - wish I had some more -
Now that you have promised me the cake or cookies, I can't wait, so I hope I get them along with a nice long letter about Monday or Tuesday or thereabouts -
All my love -
Bill
Sunday
Hello, puddin' - -
Am I ever a mess, look like Frankestein or somepin' - The jist of it is that everything happens to me and am I disgusted. In other words I have a damn good case of Poison Oak. Both eyes are swollen shut and I can just see through a little slit in one. My face is all swollen, too, and I itch sometimes till I want to scream. Went to the doctor Saturday and he gave me a light treatment and a shot. When I got downstairs I practically fainted in the alley by the minor bldg. Everything went black and I grabbed onto a pipe and leaned against the wall. What fun! Anyway I'm so made I could cry. If I ever come within a mile of P.O. again I hope someone shoots me. I have to stay clear of it summer, winter, spring or fall.
Guess you are going to get to be an expert ice-skater one of these days. If this damn p.o. clears up by the 7th we will have to go maybe. This isn't going to be much of a letter, but I do keep thinking about you all the time in between the scratchings and itchings- - in fact I'm about to go crazy. Did you get the brownies all right. I made those just as soon as I got home from work yesterday before things started spreading.
Sorry dear but I can't stand it any longer, I am going to have to lie down and relax.
Lots of love,
Dotty
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