I was downstairs in the basement today, and when I took the dogs out, I was surprised it had turned so cold. Then, I noticed snow flakes falling – fluffy flakes just drifting down. (The description is because Lou says it was sleet). I tried to call Lou (you don’t think I’m going to walk up the stairs, do you?), but he didn’t answer. I sent him an email – he didn’t answer. I dialed Grandma’s number by mistake – she didn’t answer. I was all alone in the snow …
Lou had his last appointment with his surgeon in Bangor yesterday, and came out with an A+ on his report card. He will still see the local cardiologist, and he’s still going to rehab three times a week. AND – he can drive now!!! I’m sure he’s happy about that, since supervising my driving seemed to make him nervous.
Kathy sent this photo earlier today – how funny!
And, a couple of photos to show my exciting companions after the snow adventure of today – they were not particularly impressed:
PS. I had to tell the snow story, because Lou said if it isn’t on the blog, it didn’t happen.