You got that right!

My dad played the harmonica and I miss it. He was good. He used to play along with me when I played the piano or and, please don't laugh, the accordion. We were a good team. He couldn't read music to save his life, but damn, he was good. He taught me a lot of good music and we could play for hours. I miss it.

Today was see the dermatologist day for me. Got that darned ol' basal cell removed. And then he blasted a spot on my face again that is being stubborn. Checked me over again and didn't see anything that he thought was suspicious and sent me on my way with a return visit in 4 months instead of 3. I like this guy! He had an intern with him today. So I got 2 for the price of 1! Yippee!

He was curious about the clinical trial I was in, so we chatted about that and football. The intern is from Univ of Washington. The ONLY team that has beat Boise State. He agreed that the touchdown that was called back was wrong. Thank you very much.

Back to you now, Miss AMN!

Nappy time...