
I will say this: mom and dad have gotten SO much better at party execution. Usually we are eating 2 hours late and people are cleaning for 2 hours longer than they were suppose to be staying. This time, people came over, we stuffed our faces and played family, kissed and said goodbye. Very nice party.
60 is a strange age. It use to sound so old. As a kid, I use to think 65 was the beginning of the "grave" age. Now that I have gotten older and seen my grandparents and others live well beyond those years, 60 doesn't seem all that bad. Obviously, these are different circumstances and uncertain times, but I feel comfortable officially removing 65 from the grave age category.