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My dad had another doctor's appointment today. Usually, I enjoy sitting in doctor's offices, people watching and reading the few magazines I do not get. Like boating magazines. Today we didn't have time to read much of anything.

This doctor was very nice, but he liked to talk. And talk. And Talk. And TALK some more. We sat and listened while he TALKED for over an hour.

I just wanted to go home.

While Pa and I were at his appointment, Famke was at her appointment with the eye specialist. I don't know if you have noticed from her pictures, but she has a chronic problem with a goopy eye. Today Daughter was told that there is one more round of drops they can try before the only other option will be surgery, as it doesn't look as if she will out-grow this.

I hardly notice her eye trouble anymore, but her uncles are frightened by it. Eye-boogers, they call it.

Anyway, when I finally did get home from the veeeeeeeeery looooooooong doctor's appointment I decided that it was time to set up a spot for my sewing machine. It is now on a very nice table in the basement, surrounded by piles of fabric. But, before I set it up for good, I have to run a few things past THGGM, who is not a fan of any sort of 'visible' mess. I just may have to relocate to the other side of the basement as I am unable to do anything without making a mess.

But, at least I feel as if I am on the road to sewing. It's been seventeen days since I got it, so I suppose that's not too long. Tonight, I may even PLUG IT IN!

Oh, I did read part of a fascinating article in the November, 2007 issue of National Geographic. It was on memory. I wanted to read it while the doctor was talking and Talking and TALKING, but I thought that would appear rude. I must find this, as it contained something about a study on canaries brains.

I've always thought that bird brains were interesting.