The big storm that was projected never made it far over the mountains; enough to drop six inches of new snow at Mt. Bachelor, but only a skiff here in town. Since Bob has a mid-week only pass at the ski resort and since I don’t like cross country skiing on weekends with a bunch of snow mobile yahoos, we never seriously considered a trip up the hill. Instead we went out to the field east of the hospital for the dog’s morning walk. We only covered a mile but that is the most Chami has done since her surgery. She was pretty gimpy by the time we got back but honestly I think she is having trouble with her non-surgery legs. The pain killers she’d been on until a couple days ago really helped with her overall body aches, not just the surgery. I’ll talk to the vet on Tuesday when she gets her stitches out to see if we can start her on something to help manage her general old age pain. Maybe I can take some too.

 

After a day of cleaning house and doing some office work we went to my folk’s house for BBQ’d Cornish Game Hens, salad, and we brought sweet potatoes to cook on the barbie. We’d planned to play pinochle, as is hour habit, but my parents couldn’t find their cards so we ended up playing Scrabble, which is not my favorite game. I find it boring and I’m just not that good with puzzles and numbers. I think it is more a game of math, spatial thinking, and memory, and has little to do with words. This night it wasn’t too bad since I won, though I only beat Dad by one point and Bob by nine. Mostly I got lucky and picked good letters.