WordPress made my day! Who knew? It was a surprising milestone. Women and words, right? When I return home after hanging out with friends, my dearest widower asks facetiously, “Did you run out of words?” He knows we didn’t. He is also hoping I did, so that he can get on with his work at the moment. Don’t get me wrong. My dearest widower is a terrific listener, but he has this squeamishness about him that I’ve been trying to correct for about 47 years. For some reason, he doesn’t like to hear school stories about vomit, mucus-related events, toileting, and lice. Seriously? Those are the funniest stories of ALL! My first post was about toilets!