Monday, January 21, 1935
What a cold I have and what a day it is. Warm and rainy this morning. Cold and sleeting and snowing tonight. Sniffled all day.
Cut blocks for my quilt tonight. No print rings cut. Wally called. We don’t appreciate one another enough. He brought me some of his big hankies this noon.
Mr. or Mrs. Davis is snoring so loud I can hear them clear down here.