Now, on this night, I like to do old lady things like prep food, and do my nails, and drink tea, and tell the same story of that one time I climbed in the window of the Bent Elbow on Thanksgiving Eve*, and go to bed shortly after the time I was probably arriving there that night. 👵
*(We talked about this before; it was either 2000 or 2001, and several of you were there, even though I didn't even know some of you at the time!)