Dancing and other interesting activities

Its been a jam packed week.

My book group has died from lack of interest. This somehow does not surprise me, all of our book clubs have been one season wonders. I do not know if its that we do not read enough, don't really want to talk about what we have read, or have too many other things on our plate. But after two months of waiting for no one to show up.....I'm done!

Went to an event we sponsored with the Senior Center, as a part of the LGBT Senior Alliance. There was food and wine and country dance (I even danced....learned and twisted my knees up because I was doing it in tennis shoes). Prior there was discussion about the name, and whether it would keep people from attending. I do not know that I consider myself a Senior.I know my grandkids probably do (and my kids always have) but what is the definition of "senior" and when do we want to accept that as a part of our self definition? I know I am not ready to be a "senior"....maybe once I have retired (that should be when I am about 95). I know that calling the event something that is part of the Senior Alliance is not going to do much for attendance.
In spite of the fact that we need to begin to look at those kinds of things, most of us are not ready for the label or what it implies.

Last night was game night. It is an event that has ups and downs in terms of attendance, but the wimmin who come really enjoy it. Its just one of those social engagements you can count on. When it is a small group, I think we do more just talking than we do game playing. Last night was one of those. Friend K who came up with the idea at first, but then had life changes that kept her from being involved. She was able to participate last night. Being a drop in group, we get a range of participants....from those who want to play mindless games to the trivia addicts....and of course last night we had a bit of each. But it worked out ok.
K is a story teller extraordinaire, and has lead a "Forrest Gump" kind of life. We finallly got our center reception volunteer to join us by bringing the phone over to us, and one of our long time regulars finally opened up and started to talk about herself. We had a great evening. A bottle of wine, some great munchies, lots of stories and laughs and a few games.

Today I get to tear down the photo "gallery" display we put up in the capitol Rotunda two weeks ago, and then it's dinner with my friend D...who is having a rough time at the moment being caught between a mindset that far exceeds the small town, and the people who are small town.

Sunday, I collapse, but not....there are a thousand house things i should be doing....both in and outside. Will I? who knows!