WOW!

THE LAST DAY of January.  Where did this month go?  Dentist, PCP, knee doc x 2, neurologist, chiropractor and THE FLU!!  This last item stole 2 weeks from this first month of 2025 for me.  Fortunately,  Tom did not get THE BUG.  Of course he didn't get any kisses either, and not much in the way of HOME COOKING!!  The microwave did a gangbuster job though!!  We did get one touristy trip to Sedona to check out the pretty ROCKS.  They haven't changed since Before Children when we took the southern route back to South Pasadena one year from our annual trip to Colorado to visit family.  The road builders had not completed I-40 so Route 66 was our normal route to Denver.  And both of our families lived in Denver!!

Sedona was a lovely little oasis in the Red Rock section of Arizona back then; now it is a touristy stop with lots of gift shops, bakeries, eating establishments and even in January plenty of vehicles doing the many traffic circles and stopping in all of the parking areas at the start of the plethora of hiking trails.  We drove out to the Church of the Holy Cross but were not able to hike the ramp going up to the Church.   First, Tom refuses to get a HANDICAP placard.   Second,  I am getting my second new knee on the 12th of February!!  Won't that be a FUN Valentine's present?

I am actually looking forward to the Physical Therapy which starts just 2 days after the surgery.  My surgeon feels it best to keep moving as much as possible, as soon as possible.  After "several events" on my new knee, I am hoping the PT will be a help for it as well as the New new knee!!   I told the surgeon that I want to be able to dance at my granddaughter's wedding on Memorial Day.  He said, "No Problem!"  So we will take any good thoughts, prayers etc. for success and no tripping until it is the "light fantastic" on the dance floor on Memorial Day!!

 That leaves just a week or ten days to check a few more "gotta see this winters" off my list.  Wish us well!!  By the way, we have had two neighbors assure us that they are ready and willing to help during my rehab - just holler.  As many of you know, I have no problem offering to help or ASKING FOR HELP!!  In the INN YEARS it might have been stirring the spaghetti sauce, bussing tables, or refilling water glasses in the dining room.   In the RESORT YEARS, it might have been shoveling snow, shaking pillows into pillow cases  (all the granddaughters have memories of THAT), or checking to see if the swimming pool needed the debris shoveled off with the long handled seine.