Well, I just bitched to my son asking him to update his blog and I realized that my update was well overdo. Nothing major has been occuring. I have been thinking...since Bob's death, I have been rewriting history. If he still was alive, I think we would be in the same old place. I guess romance is not finished with me if I can feel that way about my first love. Let's see if there are anymore revelations recently....I am still tied to Joe with his daily phone calls. We only speak for a minute or two and the conversation is usually about his health. Sometimes I ask/beg for some money. I am thankful to God(ess) for my family. Even though I feel I am a burden on them. It's kind of s****y to have to ask for money for Dentists....extra doctor bills...car repairs...vet bills...etc.Well you get the drift.Haven't really done much this month. My granddaughters came up to the town's celebration. They gathered in mucho candy and the older one expressed a desire to come again next year.I have been so tired lately. I'm getting B12 shots to gain more energy (supposed to anyway). But I have seen no bump of energy yet. I guess I can always hope though. I am still frustrated by my memory loss. It doesn't help to get that way though since there is absolutely nothing I can do about it. Well, lets see who gets credit for the quote of the night.....American Writer and Novelist....William Styron....

Mysteriously and in ways that are totally remote from natural experiences, the gray drizzle of horror induced by depression takes on the quality of physical pain.

Peace...Moonmaiden