So sorry I couldn't make it last night. Curse us for having dinner guests! Oh, wait, no that was fun too. Are you coming to lunch today? I've no idea when or where (actually I'm guessing Mangia or EZ's with Thomas) but I know he was calling Trag, too.

As for the rest of your day: at least your well-informed, have a clean house, and have food!

p.s. I remember crying A LOT when I was twelve but thought it was 'cause we'd just moved to Edmonton (I'd cry now!). My poor hormone-addled Boy breaks into tears if I look at him crooked. Makes it very hard to offer even gentle corrections. Sigh.