...I'm not grey-haired and bare, I am brown-haired and bearable. Well, I'm bearable most of the time. Not so much, perhaps, when I've written something to my satisfaction. Then I've been known to email close writer friends to share my glee. This usually involves describing my celebratory food. Today, for instance, I celebrated with a bowl of Cream of Wheat with a few raisins, cinnamon and some freshly grated nutmeg. It doesn't get better than that.