Road trip... sorry to go missing.
Drove a 5 ton U-Haul from Idaho to Missouri with my 12-year-old daughter as my shotgun.
We listened to Ender's Game, and I have a new favorite book of the summer (it's 20 years old, but who's counting?).
My (new) iPhone complete gave up the ghost halfway across Nebraska (I nearly did as well!), and I wanted to scream: the one time I really needed a phone, it broke. They gave me a replacement this afternoon -- but I was back home already! I may retreat to BlackBerryville if this ever repeats.
I had outlined AN ENTIRE BOOK (or certainly the bones of a book) by dictating to my daughter for a good 3 to 4 hours -- and of course ALL that work was lost when the phone melted down. I tried to reconstruct tonight, but MUCH is missing. Go figure.
Nice to be back in St. Louis (where the local Apple store replaces your iPhone with no questions asked; I bought it there!) Where there's a Trader Joe's next to the AT&T store, and where the girls squealed upon arrival. Home. It has a nice ring to it.
Even if I leave on book business in just over a week...