Thanks for the birthday wishes, everyone. It's been over a month since since I've been here, because I haven't been able to face seeing "I am 55" in writing again. I think I'm done sulking now.
Looks like everybody else has been busy. Everyone who ever blogged there seems to be hanging paper lanterns and putting out the bean dip for the party brewing on AOL. Groovy is crossing swords with both the PTA and the Pirates of the Caribbean. Bon and Mal are even writing a cool, scary novel called--evocatively enough--Dark Rambler. (Read it with the lights off.)
And me? Welllll. I turned 55. Did I mention that?