Quiet week

Our long weekend last week was nice.  We did get out to what I am starting to refer to as "the deer park," up on the north side of town.  I led us off the pathway into the woods, along a deer path, and we were not disappointed.  Saw three.

My doc visit went fine, and my labs look good, and I got my bone density test out of the way.  It was nice to have so many hours off work this past week, between the long weekend, and my appointments.

Dave finally found out why we never got our microwave delivered.  

There was, as there often is with him (he does not listen), a communication breakdown, and the microwave was sitting at the store, waiting for him to pick it up.

They said the words "in store delivery," and all he heard was "DELIVERY."  

So, he went to pick it up, and our neighbor (everyone properly masked) helped take out the dead one on Friday, and install the new one on Saturday.

Best Buy accepts and recycles old electronics, so Dave will take the old one to them.

We donated the little one we bought to get by to an organization that houses homeless veterans.

It looks like my rose bush and shrubs may be severely damaged, if not dead. Time will tell.  The miniature daffodils were buried in the snow, so they are still green, but the taller ones, exposed to deadly weather by the drifting snow, are brown and curled.

Maybe they will come back next year, but without green tops to feed and energize the bulbs, I have little hope of that.

This will be a colorless spring in OKC, I fear.

We are off to Costco this morning, so that's all I have for the moment. Have a good week.