I keep meaning to post to my blog, but I don’t. Kind of like I keep meaning to stop eating chips. The “statistics” on the blog are on my desktop, reminding me daily of something I keep meaning to do but don’t. It’s interesting to me that just about every day one or two people look at various posts on the blog. Some from South America are very interested in the old posts about Mrs. Grenville and Peacock Point. I wonder why briefly and then usually play Candy Crush Saga. I’m on Level 309 in case you’re interested. Pathetic, perhaps. Addictive, definitely.
But now that I remembered the pass word and got onto my blog I have to figure out all the new bells and whistles they’ve introduced in the three months since I last posted. I am a luddite technilogically ~ it will take longer to figure out how to post what I write than it will take me to write it. Bet? OY! I don’t have time for this frustration. I’m tired…I went back to work three weeks ago. Part time. Sort of. But that’s a whole different story for another day. www.moonlightstage.com
Today I’m thinking about past adventures. Friendships old and new. Life. Memories. I love that I still see people I’ve known for many, many years. Last week I had lunch with someone I’ve known for fifty years. Yesterday a BBQ with two forty year friends. Catching up with old friends is easy. There’s something about knowing someone from your past that makes it simple to fast forward to the present.