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BD minus one--tomorrow is the day. My daughter is preparing a breakfast feast--which is more than I had really expected. I thought it was below the radar like last year--but guess it was not. 76 is the new magic number--which contains my lucky 13 and the stable 4.

Dancing today went well--despite how logy I felt before going there. We did some dancing for the seniors--which is always satisfying.

MD fell off of a chair today--nothing broken but still somewhat scary. There was no one with her--she had to crawl across the room to another chair to get herself up. I had just left for dance class--minutes later she got a phone call and fell while she was on the line to DD. He must have thought they had just lost connection--she had dropped the phone when she fell. She didn't have her emergency pendant with her--so she couldn't have signaled for help if she had been hurt. We're going to have to make sure she's not alone--that someone is always nearby.

Have a PD support meeting in the morning--so it's breakfast, support meeting, a slight rest, and then dance class in the afternoon. I've continued to add to my dance list--over 100 dances in my repertoire. The list will give me a quick way to scan to see if I have that dance in my memory bank--and can quickly review it, if needed, on the Internet.

Getting late--I estimate. Another date--is on the plate. I can't wait--I'll storm the gate. But there's fickle fate--to anticipate. Goodnight mate--don't stay up late.