Good morning or good evening, wherever you may be. It is just past 8:45 p.m. in "The City."

As is almost always the case, not much is happening here in our little corner of the world. That's fine by me. We made it to my yak doctor's appointment and the doctor confirmed that my external stitches could be and were removed. In fact, the medical assistant who did the removal felt that they had been there a bit too long. I am already less itchy. The doctor checked my leg strength and confirmed that it has improved from just two weeks ago. I have a return visit scheduled for four weeks from now.

Will my yak ever be perfect? Was it ever? Unlikely, as the last time it may have been so was the day I was born. After that, everything is downhill. But. I'll take it the way things are going.

We made a stop at our favorite watering hole on the other side of the bridge to celebrate and then we headed home to feed the fur-children.

We spent more time today reading our history book club novel, The Nightingale, and it is as previously described, well written, detailed, features well-drawn characters and terrific suspense. In short, exactly what a novel should be.

Tomorrow, I am going to attempt to bake another version of Irish Soda Bread that we plan to take to the book club meeting on Wednesday. I have a good recipe that should produce a great outcome. If all goes well, I plan to replicate my efforts for my next Irish Jam session, which coincidentally takes place on, wait for it, March 17, 2018, St. Patrick's Day.

Mary needs to get to work on the index and I have more highlighting to accomplish. I still have been told to not do more bending, lifting, nor twisting, so that precludes my walking STWD or Ginger. I have another six weeks to be on the safe side before I can do that.

We had a high temperature today of 38°, but with the wind, it felt more like 18° Tomorrow, the high has been forecast by the NWS to reach 40°, but if the windy conditions continue, that will be a  temperature that will be eclipsed by the windchill.

I was watching the TV news earlier, and I wrote something that seemed to apply to some of the people who were appearing. It is: "The fact that you can go to school and learn a lot, doesn't mean that you know anything." Not particularly profound perhaps, but it summed up my thoughts at the time.

The sun will rise tomorrow @ 7:12 a.m. and set in the evening @ 6:40 p.m. Ciao.