Oh, man. Sorry to hear about your latest doctors vist. The only thing you can hear from a doctor that's worse is "that's interesting". Here's hoping you beat the odds and get that sucker out! out! out! without a procedure whose name I can't pronounce or remember.

I was going to take an "after" picture of Steve's feet, but they're not quite ready yet. They're better than "before", but they're definitely not "after". The funniest thing is that after he took a shower, you could actually see a tan line where his Teva's went across his feet.

I am in Winston-Salem, North Carolina, home of nice people and great barbecue. If only it was close to an ocean, I could live here. But no sailing, so forget it. I am doing my usual travel routine, which is work until it's getting dark outside, head for the hotel, room service, and then work until I drop into bed. Get up, do it again. No glamorous travel for me, no entertaining clients and certainly no partying.

I bought Laura a present this weekend - do you think she's actually reading the blog of her Mom and Aunt Ann? We're so impossibly un-cool, I just can't see her checking it out. I think I could probably post all sorts of family secrets here and be safe. I could at least post a picture of her present! What do you think? I certainly don't see any comments from her - or any other family members, for that matter. Do you think they're all lurking, or are they ignoring us??

Don is working this week on purchasing all the other parts to the garage/airplane hanger. Who knew there were so many choices for a garage door? Or that you had to decide what height to place windows? All these choices! I'm glad he has something to entertain himself with while the airplane is getting fixed. It's going to be a long three months.

Well, I'm off to finish my last e-mail and head to bed. Here's a picture for you - my garden is finally coming in. When you live in the frozen northland, you finally get tomatoes in August. Here's my first harvest - they were wonderful!