Dinner at the Dawg

Brain cancer is...

 ...ending Friday with the Mayfields.

Today was an action packed day. It included the dermatologist freezing a spot on Darrell's scalp into a painful wound. Owie.  We also did seven miles at the park.

Look how the geese lined up. We have video, too, of widgeons making squeaky toy noises, but we respect Geoff's low bird tolerance and thus send said video only by request. 
 
We changed arrays, and we had other adventures. 

Friday ended with a dinner date at Lazy Dog with with Lennie and Christine. The only challenging thing about dinner is that we knew we'd sit in Greg's section, so we prepped for Greg's Yemen quiz.    If we passed the quiz on Yemeni current events, it was only at the C level.  Things are not good in Yemen.

What was good is that we were with friends...again...at Lazy Dog, which we call the Dawg. Is the Dawg with the Mayfields a habit?  Maybe so.  The best sort of habit.

Happy Friday!  Happy good habits!