I am excited to have my own blog, but after my Granddaughter Hannah created this lovely Gerber Daisy background and set up where this and that would go, I suddenly became a woman with a loss of words syndrome.  I swear this is the first time this has happened in a very long time, the last time this happened was when I was madly in love with, well, he will know who he is. 

Tonight I realized that I have a trove of silly and maybe funny posts that I have made at Ravelry.Com, a knitting & crochet community, which is the best site I have ever encountered.  So, if I am being silly again, by entering these posts, then forgive me, and endure, because this might be what I need to brake up my unfamiliar mental block or writer's block, not Senior Block.  

If you have noticed that I am as silly as a 16 year old, and you can add and subtract, and good for you, and you picked up on the fact that I have grandchildren you have discovered a dead give-away that something isn't quit right, this woman is how old? then you are really taking this blog into your imagination.  Well, you have discovered the truth about all us silver foxettes, we are not our chronological age, no we aren't.  One day you will know what I have said, because you will experience this phenomenon , but I will not explain it here, and I do not presume to speak for my peer group or age group.  I only want you to know that the silver hair is not a clue to age, at all.  When you see "us" in the LYS, please be comforted by the insight that "we" are still ticklish and that speaking for me, still love Rock N' Roll, Hard Rock, Country, Folk songs of the 1960's and '70's, Blue Grass, Long Hair, Christian, some Jazz, and I especially like to play my music loudly.