The flight and its preliminaries were easy.  We took off a few minutes early and actually landed (as in “were ready to disembark”, not just as in “were on the ground”) twenty-five minutes before we were scheduled to.  We were in a cab and en route by the time we were supposed to have landed.  The weather in NY was mild for this time of year; no hat or gloves needed.  Our wait for a cab wasn’t very long.  There was some traffic, but at this point I’ve called my parents to assure them of our safe and timely arrival, listened to our phone messages (mostly junk), gone through the mail (not quite ditto, but not as dreadful a load as we expected in late January).

So here we are.  I’ve had plenty of energy today, thank goodness.  I’m sorry to have left my parents and the warmth (both emotional and climatic) and sunshine, but I have promises to keep, not to mention all the distance I have to travel before I sleep.

Happy Thanksgiving, yet again.

Well, we leave Florida today to return to the colder North.  It’s been wonderful to take a walk before sunrise without bundling up for freezing temperatures, to swim outdoors, and to be with my parents, who are so warm and loving and supportive– without making me feel like a child– that I can’t express my gratitude to them and to whatever made me so lucky to have them.  Happy Thanksgiving.

Yesterday was a particularly good day.  (I told Mom I thought it was because we’d played duets the evening before.  By the way, I’ve updated yesterday’s entry to amplify that.)  After a couple of days of sluggishness I seem to have recovered my inner dynamo.  We took a slightly longer walk than we’d been taken, and did our standard swim.  Then I started scanning.

My parents have lots of photo albums. Some of them are from the last twenty years or so, and include the people here.  Some of them are the pictures they took of us across the years.  And some of the albums are the ones Mom got from her mother, with really old photos of the family.  I scanned over 70 pictures.

I was hungrier for my snacks and my lunch than I’d been in days.  After lunch, my sweetie and I went with Mom to visit their best friends here, another retired doctor from our old home town in northern New York, and we had a very pleasant visit with them.

When we got back, I helped Dad start entering data into TurboTax (which he doesn’t really use; he has all of his information in spreadsheets, but he likes having the forms and the instructions).

We decided to order takeout for dinner. While we were waiting for it to be time to call, I played more duets with Mom, and we both enjoyed that a lot.

As to dinner, well, Mom and Dad found their  ”mild” wings were drenched in a sauce that was too hot for their comfort; my “hot” wings came with sauce on the side, so we traded some.  My sweetie had a vegetarian pizza.

And that was yesterday.  I don’t know where the energy came from, but today also seems to be a good day, so yes, happy Thanksgiving!