Did you miss me?

I sure missed you... (although I really can't tell if you have until Sister Sheryl sends me a "where's the blog" message). I must believe that my reader(s) enjoy my adventures so that I will continue to blog away (not that I wouldn't do this purely for my own enjoyment anyway). Besides, this is a great way to chronicle my "golden years"... God forbid I contract Alzheimer's and forget who I am. At least I can read about what I did... (if I remember how to access these records). But enough ranting about what might become of me... let me regale you about what HAS happened to me since the last time we "spoke."

When last I left you it was Super Bowl and overnight gigs and hosting events again... Mike and Rose came to visit from New Jersey and we did golf and dinner (at least some of my friends are coming to visit--insert guilt here). We had some great laughs as we always do and I was able to let my "Jersey" attitude out of its hiding place and unleash some vicious sarcasm... (I love my new home, but they just don't get my sarcastic side. Too literal here). I am more than happy to keep it at bay but it does feel good to let it loose every so often. They left on Sunday and I began the marathon week of the Waste Management Phoenix Open... (seven glorious days of 12 plus hours per day). Each day stands alone as an adventure in itself, so I will treat them as individual blogs and give you something to look forward to in the coming days. As you have probably ascertained, I survived the week... (my readers are highly gifted and intelligent). But I wanted to write this to let you know that I am alive and have refreshed my need to return to the blogger that you all know and love...

All great writers (and non-great writers like myself) go into periods of not writing... I have weathered that storm and return to the fray with many things to write and say (as if I could go long without writing or saying anything). So look for a barrage of verbiage and blogs to come spewing forth like molten magma from the volcano that is my mind... (oh, brother). I definitely have let sleep deprivation go too far. Flowery language aside, it's good to be back in front of the keyboard sharing this unique adventure that my life in Arizona has become. God willing and some sound financial planning will keep me out here and that means more entertaining stories for my readers... (and more entertaining adventures for yours truly).