I don’t know about ‘left alone’. I guess I like to be left alone most of the time, as I get concentrating on what I’m doing and don’t like to be interrupted in the middle.

But, I don’t like to be left all alone in the house. I do get left alone sometimes, like when the mister goes to the store and things like that. This is fine for a little while.

I’ve never really lived alone – ever. I lived with my parents, then got married and had kids, and now it’s just us two alone again, as the girls got married, had kids and moved on with their lives.

Even when the mister got transferred overseas for a year or some time, I stayed home with the kids, or we went back to my parents house. We were never alone-alone, you know.

Now on to something else. A Lone Wolf.

This is a photo of a Mexican restaurant we used to go to a lot. It had good food at good prices. The name was Lone Wolf. For some reason it must have gone out of business though. When my daughter and family were here recently, they wanted to eat there again, but it was gone. Sad …

Lone Wolf Mexican Restaurant