I just got a text message and, after reading it, went to delete it and a few other old messages. That’s when I was rediscovered this beauty, received last Friday from Becca as Rich and I were telling her we’d arrived at Whistler and were waiting for the group outside the condo:
Becca
03/11/05
03:46PM
In to the room is NANCY we still skiing
***End***
If anyone can translate that from Becca-speak into normal wordage, I congratulate you. We found each other in the long run, after an actual phone call.
This was typed while skiing, give me a break.
I’d be happy to translate… but I don’t want to spoil your fun.