Dorothy, I'm so glad to hear from you! The car parking episode is something we all fear - I also take a photo of where the car is parked in new situations. (In the days before smart phones we just had to park in known spots and hope to find them again, like outside the Sears entrance at the mall, etc.)

Tell R you can scare yourself shitless diagnosing your own health on the Internet. That said, if something is diagnosed, on several occasions I have gone into databases at the university and done keyword searches on the topic and forwarded the research articles. In case it comes to that. (Most recently, for late Mudcatter Richard Bridge, who was concerned about the painkilling aspects of different medications. I searched EU medical research sources and sent him several papers. I never heard if they helped or not. I hope they did.)

After visiting the print shop today I spent the evening correcting one item and created a new poster to be placed on the counter at her son's bakery with a QR code link to Amazon. The plan B printer was very helpful, and by the end of our visit, he and his wife were totally charmed by my 90-year-old friend, who was talking about storytelling and doing a presentation for adults - whereupon she did an impromptu version of that story there in the office and they were in stitches. The printer looked at me and asked "can we keep her?" He'll work on her order and ship them to her home, and she has a face and voice to put to that business, so I think she'll be ordering books and more promotional items through them. I told him if he needs any clarification, just tell her to call me and I'll sort it out. She's making the decisions, I'm just the helper.

I know it felt like a slow start, but I spent a day or more picking the book file apart for all of the pieces I used to make the other items. Now they're finished, I can make more if she needs them. She has a TV interview next week on Friday, and will be talking to various groups and the library, so will at least sell some locally. Of course her age is the novelty here, and she's enjoying this, and that's what counts.

Tomorrow breakfast here for us with my ex who was supposed to have dinner with us tonight. We couldn't get him on the phone (so I drove over to check on him this evening - when he answered the door I said "well that's good, you're not dead on the floor, but your phone is messed up." And we worked on that, finally restarting it to get a connection.