Today, my dear Saturn started for the first time since my accident in December. I gave Dad a high five after he started it and ran down to the basement to tell Jonny, who was being manly and lifting weights.

Dad found the problem: the fuel pump casing was cracked. So there was no pressure to get the fuel going to ... well, wherever it has to go. Not ( Read more... )

Today, Mom and I packed boxes ( Read more... )

I am finally putting together my scrapbook for Ireland. It is sad, really, because I have way too many pictures, and cutting them up feels kind of wrong. They will not all fit in the book I bought, so I will either have to make two, which seems silly, or just make one and put all the other pictures in a nice box or something ( Read more... )