I have changed much over the years. I used to go everywhere alone and have no problem with it. Ballet, theater, parties. Nothing stood in my way. Now, I despise it. It is no fun unless I can share it with Hubby Dearest. That’s what being with someone for 21 years may do to you. Don’t get me wrong. I wouldn’t change those years for the world. I’d have just kept a little more of me in the process. We had lined up our sitter for the evening and were prepared for a swell night out together at the Art Deco Society of Los Angeles’ Casino Moderne. But the flu took our sitter out. Nooo! Since we don’t have sitter backups, and I had one of the evening’s raffle prizes I had to get to the event, Hubby stayed home with the Little Man and I traipsed off to the Los Angeles Athletic Club. Alone. You’d think I was marching off to have my fingernails pulled out. What happened to my fierce, independent self?!