Once again, Bob made me feel good about the new addition and our house. Months ago, he told me he thought we were staying in a hotel. Today, he told his mother that our house is really my vacation home. woo-hoo! However, if I did have a vacation home, it would not be in Oregon. I'd be on some remote island, basking in the sun with a cocktail brought to me by a suntanned muscular model. ;-)
It's amazing to me how the brain works. Memory is so specific. It's as specific as each brain cell has it's own duty. It's not so much the general area of the brain performs a task, it's each cell performs a task of it's own.
Good news about Zachary... Last week, he missed tryouts for a band group in school that is for the best players only. The band director called our home today requesting him to tryout tomorrow morning. That boosted Zachary's self-esteem ten-fold.
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