The List

I'm a bad girl. Ok, enough of that. Since my last post I have:

• survived my second ankle operation,
• made it through another Chicago winter,
• visited my mom and dad in their retirement community in Florida,
• gone to Indianapolis for an ACP convention,
• led a workshop in Washington, D.C., on social media,
• bought a condo in Oak Park,
• gone to Portland, Oregon, where I was able to buy a few books at Powell's City of Books,
• kept my job,
• found a renter for the condo (praise the lord),
• planted tomatoes and sunflowers,
• failed to pick the first tomato, dammit, because they are horrible this year,
• pumped up my bike tires,
• never ridden my bike,
• gotten hooked on Orange is the New Black,
• had my hair cut at least 11 times, but probably 13 (I could count, but really?),
• stayed alive.

I think it might be easier to keep up on the blogging, but maybe not.  So, now you know, I'm still alive, living a life like most of you, surviving the commute, eating well, fighting menopause (and losing), getting older but not a lot grayer. And that's something, I guess.