ICE

Robert, Last night after I got off of the phone with you I took a sip of my lemonade. The ice cut the roof of my mouth. Actually it cut it quite deeply. My teeth had blood on them. It kept bleeding. It finally stopped but after I walked around the apartment for half an hour with a kleenex in my mouth. I told someone about that today and they told me that I should stay away from ice. I hit my head on the rail because I slipped on the ice and I had been on crutches because Jeff Lefevre (the one you know) had knocked me down while I was ice skating. Guess what! I have an apointment with the department head on Tuesday. NOW I am REALLY stressed out. The department head of the math department is, as of this quarter, the same guy that gave me a D in math 107. Ugh. All he has to do though is look at my 106 grade and realize that I usually don't miss exams! Before I was kind of excited to go in to meet him, but now I am just slightly nervous. Kidman recognizes faces real well. Oh well, I will keep you updated. I love you very much and can't wait for December/January to come. I haven't gotten your message yet though. I will hopefully get it soon. I love you very much and will someday be with you for always. Love, Wanda