Friday marks the end of the second week of having Libby in our life. She's turning out to be a terrific dog, and Ramsey and Kelsey are having fun with her.
Becky had a hankering for a Pablo Picasso Mexican Salad for dinner, so we used that as an excuse to go to Flagstaff Friday afternoon to do some shopping. As usual, the salad was amazing. The Friday night Netflix movie was His Girl Friday, a 1940 Cary Grant/Rosalind Russell romp based on Front Page. There were two sly moments. The third star in the film was Ralph Bellamy, who played Rosalind Russell's fiancé. At one point in the movie, someone noted that the fiancé bore a strong resemblance to "that actor, Ralph Bellamy." At another point, Cary Grant referred to a fellow named Archie Leach, which was, of course, Cary Grant's real name.
After having had the spa de-winterized more than two weeks ago, we finally jumped in it Saturday afternoon. It was wonderful. We should do it more often.
Also on Saturday, Becky had another hankering---this time for Prime Rib. After calling every decent restaurant in Williams, it turned out that Rod's Steakhouse was the only one serving Prime Rib on Saturday. So, we went there for a pre-Easter dinner. We had eaten there only once before and had enjoyed it, so it was no surprise that the dinner was terrific.
The Saturday night redbox movie was Everest, starring Josh Brolin and a number of Aussies and/or Kiwis playing mountain climbers. It was an exciting, scary, and sad film about a group of climbers in 1996 who attempted to climb Mount Everest, only some of whom made it and only some of whom returned alive.
Sunday was Easter, of course, and the weather was cold and windy, but beautiful. We celebrated it by puttering around and the usual---walking dogs and reading. The movie we watched was Bridge of Spies, the latest Tom Hanks film. It was very good.
We went to Flagstaff Monday morning for an appointment with Dr. Knutson, my dermatologist. I've had what I have always described as a mole on my nose, even though it didn't look like a traditional mole. About two weeks ago, it started to morph into something else and developed a crust along one edge. It didn't take much coaxing to get me to Dr. Knutson's for a look. She wasn't sure what it was but knew it didn't belong, so she sliced it off, sending the piece to the lab to determine whether it was part of my melanoma outbreak. We'll see. In any event, I'm now sporting a small Band-Aid on my nose.
We took advantage of being in Flagstaff to do some shopping---but not much, because we'll be back on Tuesday. Monday night's movie was Spectre, the new James Bond flick. It was a typical 007 movie, but we like Daniel Craig so we enjoyed it.
Tuesday morning---early---we returned to Flagstaff for an appointment with Dr. Mathern. It was cold, but the forecasted light snow had not arrived in Williams overnight. Halfway to Flagstaff, though, we saw that snow had come close to Flagstaff, and when we arrived there it was still snowing! So much for Spring weather. Fortunately, Becky had brought the dogs' coats.
Dr. Mathern agreed with my speculation that the gonzo drugs he had arranged for had actually started to shrink the melanomas that had appeared. We'll continue the drugs and the observation. But, so far the news is great!
We celebrated when we got home by hopping into the spa again. Aaaaaaah!
Wednesday morning we woke to bright sunlight, cold air, and a thin layer of snow that had sneaked in during the night. I guess we have to wait a little longer for Spring to really be here.
Becky noticed that the water feature was not working, and a little inspection revealed that the power to the RV barn (which is the source of the electricity for the water feature) was totally down. Apparently, it happened at 6:00 in the morning, according to the timer. After checking all the involved circuit breakers, which told me nothing, I contacted our home warranty people and they promised to send someone out to check it soon. Bice Electric, in Cottonwood (an hour and a half South of Williams) is scheduled to come next Monday. It seems the warranty people can't find anyone in Flagstaff to do their work. I wonder why.
Wednesday afternoon, Becky gave blood at the high school. (I've not been allowed to give blood for many years because of all the medications I take.) That night, we watched a few more hours of Fargo. It's still fun to watch.
Thursday morning, the weather pattern had been repeated and we woke to bright sun, bracing cold, and a thin layer of snow. The snow went away quickly and we ended up with a cold but beautiful day. I made Cioppino for dinner (from the Trader Joe's package, of course). But I served it on a bed of pasta for the first time. Not a bad addition.
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