As I said in the last post, last Saturday I hosted a bridal shower for my nephew's fiance at my home. Around 20 or more people attended. About 20 minutes into the party the phone rang. Rachel answered it for me. In a minute she came over and said my next door neighbor had called worried. She wanted to make sure that no one had died...so many people were over at my house.
I mean really???? Is that the first thing people think when you get old....not that you're having a party, but that you died???
It's official. I'm old....nearly dead in fact!