Help!

Remember that time I went to New York City and chased my husband through the streets while he ran a marathon? Remember how I sat in a bar for two hours waiting for my husband to show up after the race, pondering how I was going to tell my children their father went to New York City to run a marathon and apparently just kept on running away from us.

That was a really fun time. Remember that?

I bring it up, not for the usual reason (I enjoy beating the shit out of dead horses). I bring it up because that night after the marathon we had plans to go to Union Hall in Brooklyn for drinks after the race because the very nice lady who owns it, invited us to come? (But then we couldn't because we ended up in The Meadowlands watching a Lifetime movie....good times. Good times.)

I'm bringing this up because I have lost the email address (and the name) of that nice person and I'm wondering if she still reads this website and can shoot me an email. I need to get her in touch with a friend.

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[MontanaJen]

The suspense is killing me! Did she find you yet?