If it's not one thing, it's another...

Late morning and early afternoon was taken up with visiting nurse and physical therapist. After everyone left, I made lunch and then intended to head out to do some errands before it starts to snow again (later tonight and all day tomorrow).

Car said, uh uh. I hadn't driven it since we got home from the hospital just before midnight on Friday. I was frozen deep in a coupla three inches of ice. Stuck kitty litter fore and aft all the tires, tried backing, tried forward in 1st...nada. Littered everything once more and tried again. No go. A friend came over to schedule some plumbing, gave me a look like "Girl driver..." and tried. Vindicated. He couldn't get it out of the ice either.

So I called a neighbor with a truck and a length of chain and he got me right out.

So I picked up Tom's prescription, got some groceries and white wine and picked up some miscellaneous stuff at the drug store to help make Tom's life a little more pain free and help his foot heal.

Oh, I took notes last night before Tom went to bed when he was reminiscing about when he met our friend who passed away Saturday night. Even though they were both working and performing in Boston in the '60s, Tom didn't meet him then, but later through some other friends which led into where he first met various people, the different music communities in Boston in the '60s, and stuff like that. Should have gotten the notes transcribed today, but didn't. Mañana...if we don't lose power.

Linn

Linn