Leon had an interesting dream last night.
He said  he dreamed that I had run a 15.2 mile race.  Apparently, I collapsed 10 - 20 feet from the finish line but crawled the rest of the way and  won the race!  Amazing, a?  I don't understand but it made me feel.....well....sort of "puffed up" with pride when he told me about it.  :-} It was a dream for Pete's sake...and not even mine...and it made me proud!  hmmm...

This new format for the blog is not easy to figure out.  When looking for the list of drafts and  I find them - it's usually an accident.