Musings of an Almost Octogenarian

I am still alive

Really I am, even tho I have not blogged in over a year and am now a real Octogenarian. And have been since May.

But that isn't the reason I am so incompetent when it comes to trying to write in my blog. I was incompetent even before then. I spent a long time on a really good entry last winter or sometime a while ago, and it just disappeared before I could send it. I was so traumatized and discouraged that I hadn't tried again until today (computers intimidate me), when I ventured again, and once again, after writing my usual informative and wordy entry, it disappeared. I have no idea where it went, or what I did to make it go away - but it makes me wonder if the Forces Out There just don't want me to blog. However - Sophy insists that I try again - so here goes.

After spending a vivid, colorful Early Spring here in Illinois, I returned to Southern California in May to celebrate with family and old (in both senses of the word) friends at a beautiful, spectacular, and amazing (in the old original sense of that word) party that my kids put on for me. I am still basking in the wonderfulness of it. (It was following the party that Sophy and her sister left for the memorable River Rafting adventure in Utah with Bob, which most of you have read about.)