(Sidenote: It was occurring to me earlier today that I should really say "Gregorian New Year" rather than "secular new year" since there are things like Chinese New Year, which are not religiously based but which still use a different calendar than Jan.1-Dec.31. Gold star to FWD for awareness.)
I woke up around 9 this morning and then around 10 and finally pulled myself out of bed around 11. After I'd taken a shower and etc., I texted Ari saying, "I'm up if you wanna chat during your layover but no worries if not."
She called me shortly thereafter: "I started vibrating as I was walking off the plane."
Clearly I still have psychic best friend powers :)
(She, in turn, called me immediately after Scott and I had hung up this evening.)
She told me the story of a voicemail her dad's friend had left him. "Is he your best friend? Because it makes a better story if he's your best friend -- 'My dad's best friend left him a sermon on his voicemail on Christmas. And people wonder where Elizabeth and I get it from.'"