Late to the party

I am number nine of 13 children. I have a twin sister who was born 13 hours before me so I guess that was the first party I was late to attend. I prefer to think she was premie and I went full term. Our mother thought it might have been fun to call us Ada and Nina. She then considered Andrea and Annette. I think that was a bullet dodged as I feel certain I would have been Annette. As it happened we were named Jean and Joan. Ding and Dong. I always thought her name, Jean Marie (Ding) was beautiful and ethereal, kind of a sky blue. On the other hand, Joan Margaret (Dong) was so solid, earthy, brown. It's not a bad name as an adult.

The other party I've missed is blogging. I've always meant to start a blog, but can't seem to decide what I might want to say. Will it be a cry of agony because you can't get to be 57 without suffering disappointment, rejection and a few tragedies, or will it be an opportunity to roll-out my Just for Women "Pathways From Reality" program. I've been thinking about it for several years now. I have a sister who always says she lives in the "real world"--like that's a good thing. Most of us do live in the real world and find reality to be highly over-rated. I'm not talking about a permanent retreat to fantasy land, families take such a dim view of psychosis, but let's face it, it would be a nice vacation spot.

I'll have to put more thought into this. I think I'll take a little side trip away from reality and see what we see. I'll keep you posted