It was a Monday. I’m trying to recreate every day. Most days, we exchanged emails and texts and I have photos somewhere.
But this Monday, apparently, was just a Monday. I know it was the day after your consignment sale.
My phone finally stopped going so far back on texts.
Truth told, I’m feeling guilty that today is 9/29 and I’m just now getting 8/4 out. But I do have some of the other days spotted throughout in draft form, but I didn’t want to publish out of order.
I’m sure this Monday was awesome and that we watched an episode of Royal Pains before I participated in #Foodiechats on Twitter. That sounds about like a Monday during the summer.