I just got home from somewhere special. I feel guilty that I didn't tell you or invite you to come along. It was oh such a very fun place. I wasn't sure I could invite extra people and I know that most of you don't eat dinner at 4 p.m. It was very special. I was going to take pictures of the deliciousness, but my camera battery was dead. We were treated like VIPs. They told us hello, welcome, good-bye, come back, can we take that off your table, can we refill your drink, etc. at least fifty times. When I ate my very last bite I thought of you. I should have called you. It's too late now and I can't correct it. Please accept my apologies for not taking you here. You can go there on Monday, February 11. If you go on Monday call me because I want to have this. Don't try to go there now, you can't. You have to wait until Monday.
I have to go now because there is a take out box of Coca-Cola Cake calling my name.