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It's another morning...and it's headed to becoming a hot one here.  So much to think about, my brain is smoking.  Yesterday's additions to things to ponder:

Mark took his father to the doctor.  The doctor was firm, but kind.  He didn't have to TELL Dad, merely remind him, that it's not gas, it's cancer.  He also said that he didn't like his 'liver numbers' in his last blood work, but didn't elaborate.  He gave him percocet for the pain.  Even though we been in denial, it appears that Dad is moving along as they predicted. 

Nice news:  Bob and Diane (Mark's sister and BIL) called from their yacht docked in Erie.  They were spending the week and had a guest:  Harry, Bob's father.  There has been some tension between them.  Harry, who used to be a constant, has been missing in their activities. Harry's a sweetie, I was thrilled to hear he's back.

Tony worked 10.5 hours yesteray, but has today off.  We're going golfing!

Andy, who will work 10.5 hours today, came home early last night.  Mark and he went to the driving range.  We're a golfing family!

Since he had to deal with his father, Mark took the day off yesterday.  Second personal day this week.  We're getting an idea of those 'golden years' that people talk about.  I'm used to amusing myself, and have mastered that self discipline of having all the time in the world to do things (therefore getting nothing done).  He's terrible at it.  Although he had chores, he was bored.  We ended up taking the dog to Memorial Park to walk in the stream (my car of course).  I never saw the dog play in the water.  He walks around for a while and then plops down, usually in water up to his chin, and rests a while.  Must feel good!

Last night Arnie (the dog) was trying to climb the tree near the patio.  He kept circling the tree, growling.  Finally we heard a scolding from the tree.  We have a raccoon, a very small one, that seems to be hanging out in one of the holes high up on the tree.  Maybe that's why the squirrels haven't come back this spring?

I did manage to weave in the ends of two pair of socks and hand them over to the boys.  Andy was tickled pink.  He had clean clothes, he said, but no clean socks.  It would enable him to put off doing laundry for one more day.  I had cast on another pair in Regia (I think) on Tuesday, and they are moving along, anything to keep me busy!

And I'm off to find more coffee.  We want to hit the links before it gets too hot!