Dear Susannah, you really crack us up sometimes. Like the other day when you asked Mad if she “really needed the benefit of the light to get dressed.” Ridiculous. Dear dentist, whoever convinced you to try out your new torturous drilling device needs to be shot. I’ve never had such painful teeth cleanings in my life and I’m not even wimpy about going to the dentist. I think our days together are numbered. Dear Jerm, maybe next year you’ll listen to me about the flu shot. I won’t hold my breath, though.