The big singles group had lunch today at Brookwood - the community for adults with developmental disabilities. They have the best restaurant, gift shop, and greenhouse and take no government money... it's a great place to eat and shop. We had 20 women in attendance and everyone enjoyed it.

I got home at 3:00 and then met two other ladies at 4:30 to go to the wine bar. After sharing my "elderly" experience with them, I explained that I've figured out who's elderly and who isn't in our group. The women who still color their hair are not elderly and the ones who don't are. We really don't speak ill of anyone, but every time something negative was said after that conversation, I pointed out that the subject did not color her hair. They agreed. One is 67 and one is 75, but they both color their hair, so there you have it. I'm a genius.