So It's True

Life is a bell curve. And it's obvious that I've peaked and am on the downhill side. As a child, I was encouraged to use good table manners. My children and nieces and nephews will attest to the fact that I appreciate good manners and want to see that tradition continued. However, I have apparently reverted to my childhood. I had to be reminded to keep my voice down at the dinner table (for good reason). On top of that I picked food off of more than one person's plate (without asking). And before we even sat down, I orchestrated my seatmates (that's adult-speak for "calling" whom I was to sit by). My grandmother's probably having a hissy-fit up in heaven right now.