Parent's Visit Day One. It is 3:30 PM, and I just got back from visiting with Mom and Dad! It was soooo good to see them and get a couple BIG hugs. Mom thought I looked good with my short, short haircut.

Unfortunately, they did not get my second letter with my shopping list since after the big snow storm, they have had no electricity all week at home. We were not allowed pen and paper, so they had to memorize the shopping list. They are going shopping tonight and will bring food in tomorrow.

We had an okay visit, with me doing a lot of talking. But between Dad’s nodding off and Mom's hearing limitation, maybe they didn’t really hear too much.

Dad has agreed to order the NY Times for me and is going to send the Hamilton catalog too. I am not sure how the shopping thing will work, but I think they can do it even while on the road.

It is always good to be in an environment with real people, though I was jealous of all the other inmates who seemed to have GIRL FRIENDS! Not that Mom and Dad were not acceptable. And you would be very appreciated if you came up!

So now I have to wait like a kid at Christmas until tomorrow evening to get my package. I do not know if they gave out the mail yet, so I do not know if I have any letters yet. My parents never got a single piece of mail forwarded from Club Fed.

So, dinner is gone. Three dry meatballs, a boiled potato, and more vanilla pudding. I passed on the pudding. I did have two pastrami and cheese heroes and two iced teas from the vending machine in the visiting area. They were not too bad.

So, now I get to bounce around the cell for a bit, watch the news, and then wait for tomorrow’s visit and the delivery of the Care package.

Ah, the simple things in life!
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