Frank was away last week, but I was looking forward to seeing him when he returned as I've been having a Hell of a time. My appointment was yesterday - I was shocked that Frank was not there. He'd missed a flight from Mexico and had to wait to be able to catch another one. He had called Berdie and asked her to see me - which was very nice of both of them since that's what happened. There's no substitute for Frank (or, perhaps, whoever one sees regularly), though, so today was another tough day. Well, life is tough now for me, and as David says, "Easy is getting harder all the time." Not any easy left, now.

Today my two little girls worked on the yearbook. At 2 I went into the fifth grade classroom and we made a bit of sense of the mountain-with-two-paths that now exists. There are two teams, the Howling Cheetahs and the Siamese Monkeys. There are two research subjects, macroinvertebrates and salmon. The Monkeys have Tara, the Cheetahs have Alina. For today they just made the team signs, and began landscaping. I sent Milan to Building to find trees. Tara started out by rezzing a decorated Christmas tree. Thursday will be more students, more explanation, and secret devising of questions that will be put along each path. The object is to have races to the mountaintop. we'll see how it goes.