Good early morning GH. It has just passed 12:00 AM in "The City," and the current temperature is a balmy 39 degrees as we head for our Saturday high of 41. There is no, I repeat no, snow in the forecast for today. However, the forecast shows a 50% chance for Sunday and a high temperature of 36. By Monday, the high will be a much lower 16, and we won't see temperatures out of the teens until a week from tomorrow. That's a Michigan winter for you.

Friday I got another 60 pages of highlighting accomplished. I have another 140 pages to go. Mary will be finishing the index for the book I highlighted previous to this one. That means that she needs to get up early and get to work. I will be doing the same as I work at my desk. while I am convalescing, I am wearing a pair of scrubs. They are comfortable to sleep in, easy to work in, and socially acceptable. I think I know why doctors wear them to their offices.

We did get to my P/T appointment, and the therapist tells me that all is going well. I still have a passive role in the P/T, but I am doing my homework exercises on a regular basis. I know one thing for certain, the more I do, the faster my recovery, up to a point. I don't want to overdo, because a setback is possible if I do. However, I will take it up to the limit so that my recovery will be both speedy and complete.

Otherwise, not much on tap for today. I am still awaiting the Spartans versus the Cardinal in the Rose Bowl on New Years Day. If the weather cooperates, we may go to the Post for their annual potluck luncheon. Mary may make her vegetarian chili as our contribution, if she has time. She has been, and continues to be, busy.  With luck I may see the Rose Parade too, though that's not essential.

Our snow piles are getting bigger. Our snow removal man is running out of places to pile it, much like last year. Our piles have piles on them. The difference is, we are about one month early this winter. Maybe that bodes well for an early spring. Of course when that happened two years ago, most of the apples, peaches, and other fruit crops were ruined. It was a financial disaster for the farmers.

The train was late  tonight. I think the horn happy driver was back from vacation, judging by the length of the horn blasts. No return so far. Sunrise will be at 8:16 AM and sunset at 5:18 PM. As you can tell, the days are indeed getting longer. Looks like the earliest team to report will be the Indians on February 11. The Cubs, the Tigers, and my beloved Red Sox have not yet announced a date. Neither has that other team from Chicago.

Well, time for some additional reruns on the TV. Earlier yesterday, I watched what has been called the greatest chase scene in a Western. It was the Native Americans pursuing a fleeing stage coach scene from the film, Stagecoach, directed by John Ford and starring John Wayne. I love old Westerns, especially those starring John Wayne, Randolph Scott, or Jimmy Stewart. I even like movies with Randolph Scott. My brother would have been named Randolph Scott, Not Randolph Allen if my older brother and I had had our way.

Oh well time for bed, and time to get ready for...Tea time. Ciao.