Well, I hurt my back yesterday putting on my clothes. Today I could hardly walk, so Doug drove me out to Durham where our physiotherapist lives. She really worked on me. It was beautiful, if you could call treatment beautiful and relaxing. My back still hurts, but I'm hoping by the end of the week I'll be able to function.

Taught guitar and piano this afternoon in the rocking chair. Old Grandma in the rockin' chair, teachin.' Kind of neat, eh?

Must go eat the halibut I'm cooking that I bought from a Frenchman from Nova Scotia. Bought it from him at Tim Horton's in Doaktown last month when I was on my way to sing Christmas carols to an 88-year-old man.

Go figure. I have a strange but wonderful life.