Voicemail

This afternoon I was at the store in the checkout line, and my phone rings. I look down and it's Stacey, one of my suitemates and good friends from college, who now lives in Ohio.  I told her a couple days ago that I was doing this half marathon and so she got me started on songs for a good running playlist (she has thousands of songs on her iTunes, and I'm not exaggerating!  So I knew she'd be a good resource).  Since I was in the middle of checking out, I let it go to voicemail, and was going to call her back once I got done.  I go outside, I see that it's raining, run to my car, and then listen to the voicemail.  Here's what it said:

Stacey:
"So... it's 3:41...pm...Ohio time, which means it's the same time in North Carolina.  And I know you're not out running because it's too flippin' hot to be doing that right now.  Or it's raining and you're watching muscular men dance on a treadmill.  Regardless of the situation, I was sad you didn't answer this phone call.  Call me back. Bye!"

I listened to it twice because I was laughing so hard!  And then I called her back and we had a lovely conversation.  Needless to say, this made my day!

Here's Stacey and I on one of our midnight picture adventures.  I think this was sophomore year:

And this picture is more what things were normally like.  We were orientation leaders and this was at one of the events junior year:

Why do you have to live all the way up in OHIO?!