First thing this morning I slammed my finger in the rv door. At this point I'm hearing that remembering that I did that is progress, ok I see the advantage of pointing out progress, but I find it humorous that such happiness would not have occurred if I hadn't inflicted pain on myself.

After therapy we stopped at a local airport. I was hoping for a pilot store so I could pick up a local chart with radio frequencies to listen to, but we struck out there. Then we stopped to return a wench and I paid the expected amount of attention to that riveting activity.

In other ground shaking news, today we went back to a house my aunt was looking at a while ago. it is nice that i remember both visits, but i've never been big on looking at buildings. Happily the house hasn't fallen over, I was worried about that too.

I'm still looking for a good way to make the phone, palm, and ibook play nicely together so i could upload pictures to the blog and other stuff to help my brains heal and help remember right but otherwise there might be pictures on this thing. I know, it makes me sad too.