We are in yosemite now. Flyguy is doing the cable route up half dome today. It’s a 12 hour roundtrip hike with the last 475 feet holding on to cables because the rock face is so steep. It’s a charity climb. He started at 3:30 this morning. I’m proud of him. We hiked a few trails as a family yesterday. LL and I will explore yosemite while flyguy is conquring the rock.

A few days ago we were in San francisco. I spent time with an old friend. She’s the keeper of my secrets from way back when. She met LL for the first time and it completed something for me. It was hard to say goodbye, so we said “see you soon.” Sometimes, when the past and present collide, the future seems bigger with the addition of Past. Twice this summer I’ve gotten to see and hug two dear friends from the past. We live too far away to meet for coffee, but I take them with me where ever I go.

Technical difficulties have been managed (with the exception of my spam-like feed preview thanks to crickit phones.)

I’m currently being as lazy as possible on a beach outside of charleston, sc. My family has rented a beach house for two weeks and we are happy as clams. The good news is, I’ve found 86 fossilized sharks’ teeth. The other good news is, I haven’t gotten near google or yahoo and my iPhone has been limping along finding fleeting signals. This vacation has been unplugged and I’m loving it. I look forward to catching up with all of you after I have rejoined civilization.

I won’t mince words here: the test came back in my favor, no melanoma.

What can I say, I’m thrilled. This result means I still need to watch my sun exposure, so my future will be full of wide brim hats and spf clothing on the beach. I’m going to find a way to be smart and look fabulous.

My splotch is gone and my stitches are healing. FlyGuy is back in a good mood. (Interesting how he was unbearably grumpy when i needed his help the most, then I get a clean bill of health and can finally walk a bit and he’s all smiles and rainbows. Whatever happened to “…in sickness and in health.”)

If you have a wanky splotch, get it checked out. I caught mine in time. If I had let it go longer, it may have taken a turn for the worse. I wish I had my splotch taken off when it was small enough to merit one stitch instead of 5 huge ones. Mostly, I wish everyone knew how easy it is to beat melanoma by simply getting your splotches checked out early.

My future will be shaded, but bright. Be smart, smarter than me.
Go to the dermatologist early and often.