The other pick-me-up was when Gregg arrived home after spending a week in Long Beach, California. It was great to see him when he walked in the door tonight and his flight had no problems with delays. I'll be sharing some of the photos he took, along with some post cards he brought back for me. He didn't take many photos because it was all work and no play, and no sight-seeing as apart from walking across the street from the hotel to a restaurant, he didn't go too far. His hotel was about 13 miles away from where we used to live back in the late 70's and he didn't even have time to go by our old house.
More good news, my friend's daughter had a baby boy on the 9th, weighing in at 8 lbs. 5 ozs. Mum and Little One are doing fine. Lots of snow on the ground but the hospital was only a mile-and-a-half away and they were able to get there without any problems.
Isn't this the cutest picture? No, that sweet little pooch is not mine, I wish. I think I have seen him making the rounds as he is very familiar, so perhaps you've come across the picture before. A friend sent it to me in a mail as part of a feel better soon card.