I may take the Subaru for a little spin this weekend. The girls will be over, of course. They want to do another lawn rave tonight. Amanda is coming over too so we can book our flight to Philly in July, or is it Pitts? I can’t remember. Anyway, she’s decided to do the Master’s National. Masters is for bodybuilders who are over 35 years of age. I will not be in the show, just photographing it. I skipped the lawn rave last night because I have my doctor’s appointment this morning. I wanted to get a good night’s sleep. I’m seeing a back specialist. Have no clue what he will suggest, but I hope he doesn’t just try to give me pain pills. If he does, I may just get mad. I’m so tired of doctor’s who want to write me scripts and not get to the bottom of this. I can deal with the pain. I’ve been doing that for over a year. I want to know what the problem is. Wish me luck.