Bow Tie o’ the Day ate brunch with us in SLC at PAGO. We sat on the patio and wished winter never shows up with its chilly temperatures that will prevent us from hangin’ outdoors. A month from tomorrow, we’re off on vacation to Dauphin Island, off the coast of Alabama. Suzanne wanted a beach, and I wanted a place that isn’t bigly touristy. We scheduled the trip before we knew I needed surgery. But I WILL be ready to vacation! The trip has sorta been my incentive to follow all my post-operation rules for healing up. Suzanne has been extra obsessive about my following the doctor’s orders. In fact, she has made up her own orders for my safe recovery behavior. For example, she won’t let me drive yet, and we’re past the time the doctor said I could. “Yo, Suzanne! It’s driving! It’s not rolling a pickle barrel up a mountain!” But hey, there’s a vacay light at the end of the tunnel. And if I still don’t have my normal stamina while we’re on vacation, what’s the worst that can happen? Oh dear me, I’ll have to just lie on the beach the whole time, do nothing more than sunbathe, and gander out at the ocean. Poor me. 😿 🏖