Did you think I'd miss a day? Well you were WRONG. Here I am!
Thanksgiving was wonderful; I'll wax sublime tomorrow when I feel more like slogging through details.
As I was leaving Maria's, I turned my phone back on, and immediately got a text message. From a number not saved in my phone, but which I recognized nonetheless (after a momentary internal 'huh?'). There's a reason the number is not in my phone, y'all.
If I had wanted to engage, I think the best return text message I could have sent would have looked about like this:
(Think about fingers)
I just didn't respond.