After church
on Sunday, Tom and I went to the gym. We each rode the recumbent exercise
bikes.
The next
day, Tom dropped me off at the dry Holden Lake. I walked in the national forest
--- on several forest service roads.
It is always
nice seeing Bill Williams Mountain from a different viewpoint.
I walked
along the northern part of the golf course.
Near the 1st green, Mt. Humphreys was visible in the distance.
Tuesday, Tom
had an appointment to get new tires for his Subaru. I went to the gym when the
electricity died at 1:15 p.m. It turned out that the entire town was impacted. The heavy
winds downed a power line by Airport Road. The wires even crossed Interstate
40.
It took APS --- the power company --- ten hours to restore power to our
Highland Meadows community. In twelve years, this was the longest power outage
I have ever experienced.
Wednesday
morning, I replenished the hummingbird feeder. I am trying to do so every three
days.
Colleen
Hatton came to service and clean our house. We paid her extra to clean the
inside windows. Thank you, Colleen!
Later that
afternoon --- early evening --- we had nine deer pass by our house.
May 14 is my sister Carrie's birthday. She and her husband Brent were celebrating on the coast of Oregon.
Thursday,
Jeremy Tadevich came to our house. I had a list of handyman projects for him to
complete.
That same morning, Tom woke up
with diminished vision in his left eye. It seemed fairly serious. We called Barnet, Delaney, and Perkins Eye Clinic in Flagstaff for an appointment. Tom was able to get an
11:05 a.m. appointment with Dr. Bills. At the clinic, Tom was
given a battery of tests.
Fortunately, Dr. Bills ruled out a detached retina or a bleeding retina.
Dr. Bills suggested that we head over to the Flagstaff
Medical Center emergency room. He wanted to rule out a possible stroke or any other
head issue.
Tom and I were at
the emergency room for three hours. Dr. Page ordered CT scans, an EKG, and
blood work.
All of the
tests were (thank goodness!) normal. Tom will follow-up with Dr. Bills in
several weeks.
Friday
morning, it was time to begin a birthday weekend. Tom and I packed up my truck.
Kelsey was also part of the package --- as we were dropping her off at Wags
& Whiskers Pet Resort. That night, we stayed at the Historic El Rancho
Hotel in Gallup, New Mexico.
We were assigned the Doris Day room. All of the
rooms in the hotel are named after actors and actresses of yesteryear. The hotel
lobby was very impressive. It was two stories with a double staircase leading up
to the second floor. With all of the woodwork and chandeliers, it reminded Tom
of Yellowstone's Old Faithful Lodge.
Before
dinner, we went down the street --- on Route 66 --- to find several caches. We
were successful in finding one --- actually Tom found it!
The second
one was not found. We looked for 20-30 minutes around a cart on tracks.
While we didn't find a cache, there was a perfect photo opportunity at the Visitor Center.
We had
dinner at the hotel. For starters, I had
a prickly pear margarita and Tom had an Old Fashion.
The next
morning, we had breakfast at the hotel. We also found a secret room on the
second floor of the lobby. There was a large bookcase.
One book --- the
American Constitution --- had a device that opened the secret door. What a
hoot!
The drive
from Gallup to Santa Fe was less than three hours. We arrived at the Inn on the
Alameda at 2:00 p.m.
Good news! Our room was ready.
This hotel is nicely
located near old town Santa Fe.
We had made
advanced arrangements with Deborah and Bob Fischler to have dinner with them at
Market Steer Steakhouse. Prior to our 5:30 p.m. dining reservation, Tom and I
drove eleven miles to their Santa Fe home. It was an impressive 3.600 square
foot home in the Bishop's Lodge area of Santa Fe.
The dinner
at Market Steer Steakhouse was very nice. Each couple ordered one 10 ounce flatiron steak. We shared an order of onion rings as an appetizer. The four of
us enjoyed side dishes of creamed
spinach and sautéed mushrooms. Of course, we had a photo taken of the four of us to serve as a memory.
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