Friday morning we had a little rain (drizzle, actually) so Becky dressed up the dogs in their new coats to keep them warm and at least a little dry. I dropped them off at Holden Lake, which is actually now a meadow, and they hiked home while I went to the post office to drop off some mail. When the four of them got home, three of them (guess which three) were wet, notwithstanding the coats.
In the early afternoon, we heard from Dan Floyd, the accountant who is preparing the tax returns for the Shelton family trust. He had a bunch of questions. We prepared the responses and emailed them to him. We haven't heard back, so we may have done it right. The rest of the day was spent puttering around. We had filet mignon and corn-on-the-cob for dinner. Delicious.
Early Saturday morning Becky attacked the problem with the water feature pump that was not working well. After considering taking it apart, which idea was rejected, it turned out there was a bunch of pine needles that had clogged its intake opening. It's still not working perfectly, but it's good enough. Hurray!
Saturday night, Becky watched the new Star Wars-The Force Awakens movie, while I puttered. For some reason, or no reason, I can't get into sci-fi movies of any sort, and the futurama stuff bores me to tears.
Saturday was also the twenty-third birthday of our Granddaughter Meghan. She took high tea with friends at the Plaza Hotel. Wow. Happy birthday, Meghan.
Sunday was mostly a day of rest. (How do you take a day off when you're retired?) I started re-reading Liberty And Tyranny by Mark Levin. I first read it six years ago when it came out. Excellent book. At night, we watched the last two episodes of the first year of Fargo from Netflix. Still a fun show to watch. Very quirky.
Monday was a drizzly day, so we didn't do much. The highlight was The Intern from the redbox, starring Robert DeNiro and Anne Hathaway. It was a much better movie than I expected. Very good, and DeNiro was terrific.
Tuesday was a rerun of Monday, weather-wise. So we did nothing but the usual. The Netflix movie was Witness, the 1985 film starring Harrison Ford and Kelly McGillis. I had remembered that it was good, but in fact it was wonderful.
Wednesday was a beautiful day, and we headed for Flagstaff for two medical appointments. First, Dr. Knutson, my Dermatologist, gave me my periodic full-body exam. It's of course embarrassing to reveal this monstrosity to anyone, much less a female doctor and her cute young nurse, but it's necessary in this age of melanoma I'm living in. Dr. Knutson found a couple of little goodies to slice off and send to the lab, being pretty sure they weren't cancerous, and sent me on my way.
After a pause for some shopping, the next stop was Dr. Boettcher, my Surgeon. While the healing from my December surgery has been considered a roaring success, there has been a tiny hole in the top of the site that we've been trying to close with the application of the same cream Becky has been applying to the site as a whole. It has stopped working, so last week Dr. Boettcher tried a different application. He was almost shocked when he took off the bandage: The hole was almost completely gone. Becky confirmed it. Dr. Boettcher figures the hole will be gone entirely with one more application---which he did on Wednesday.
We picked up Cashew Chicken at Pato Thai before leaving Flagstaff and had it for dinner. It's always so tasty and this was no exception. We celebrated the continuing good medical news with a bottle of Prosecco, and after dinner watched the last two episodes from the first season of Boss. Very nasty. Thursday was a beautiful day, which we spent in the usual way. Becky walked the dogs their usual five miles, of course, and cleaned some pine needles off the roof, while I puttered, read, and watched some TV. After dinner, we watched Brooklyn, an absolutely delightful, sweet redbox movie from 2015 that received three very well-deserved Oscar nominations.
It was a very nice week.
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