Andrea texted me: “I have a new cell phone number. Make sure you save it and get back with me about this movie thing.” [and included the number] I texted back: “I will. Definitely.”
I didn’t. Only a day or two later I thought to myself, “I should clear up some of my cell phone memory,” and cleared out all my text messages. My error did not occur to me until that cheerful little screen displayed “Messages Deleted.”
This is so like me. Never ask me to pet-sit for you. Or, even worse, baby-sit.
And now to distract you from my stupidity: my favorite picture of me and my mom. You can say it–I was adorable. Me and my Child of the Sun-ness.