Winter Waxing Moon of the Cold Month
I’m sitting here, waiting on Kate to come home from her retirement party at work. It’s at an Applebees, noisy and with people I don’t know so I stayed home. With my hearing loss a noisy room makes a party, not my favorite place to begin with, much worse. Since we’ve never found anything to help my unilateral hearing loss, it’s important to know my limitations. Still, I miss being with her right now, though our work places have always been separate. A doctor can’t take her husband to work with her so he can see what she does. As a result, I’ve not hung out there, gotten to know her colleagues. We did go to group events in the first years, but those long ago petered out as the corporate side of medicine fragmented the docs.
Kate came home while I was writing this. She had a wonderful evening out and received several gifts, including a pricey bottle of champagne. Which, of course, I can’t help her with. Darn. Excitement still radiated from her polished, sprinkled fingernails to her equally polished and twinkly toes. Now she’s up and we’re getting ready to take Vega, Rigel and Kona over to Armstrong Kennels, their home away from us while we fly to Denver.
Guess what? 5-10 inches of snow predicted for Denver on the day we arrive. Oh, joy. The good news is it will be 25 degrees warmer than home at 26.
Today is a get ready to travel day. Stuff to do. Talk to you later.