No, this is not my most recent self portrait. She's a friend of mine who lives on the roof of the Coomb's Country Store. I had a pet goat once--got her at the farmer's auction--but that's another story.

On Friday, I finally get to do some work at the ALS Clinic banking my voice. I'm starting with important expressions like: 

"No"

"I'm hungry"

"Did you bring flowers?"

I had my first trial run with the power wheelchair on Friday.

There are now a couple of dents in the shop doors on Granville, but all in all it wasn't bad for a first outing. Many laughs were shared with my brave friend who walked alongside.