Hello there! If you are new here, you might want to subscribe to the RSS feed for updates on this topic.Powered by WP Greet BoxMaybe it’s my inability to come up with the proper noun in a sentence, but my kids think I’m growing senile. At the ripe old age of 47.I KNOW, it’s sad. I think we need to work our minds. And I don’t mean keeping track of everything that goes on in our day to day lives, although that’s good too. I mean training. Mind Olympics. As I was bloghopping “boomers” I came u