Monday was the night of the full moon, the super moon, it was closest to the earth since the year I was born, 1948. I saw it rise behind the Superstition Mountains, although they are 20 miles to the east and it was beautiful.
Connie and I joined Pat and Rog for happy hour at Val Vista Village and had a nice time listening to Dakota Kid. I'm not a fan of line dancing and the entire floor was taken by line dancers, although there were a few couples dancing. Pat and I danced a polka and a few others and we managed to get a whole bunch of women out there with us. It was fun.
We're having a cold spell and it was only 52 degrees when I woke up this morning. I'm sitting here with a blanket over me, waiting for the sun to warm things up so I can get Frisco out for his walk. We should get up in the mid-70s later on.
Sunday, November 20. I picked Connie, Pat, and Roger up this morning and we all headed to Cave Creek Regional Park to check it out. I wanted to see the campground and we all were interested in a short hike - and it was short because Connie struggled with breathing and I was having trouble with my left knee and it started to rain. We were predicted to have rain today, but not until much later in the day - what do they know. So we headed into Cave Creek to grab a bite to eat. The dogs were welcome at Harry's patio, and we sat and watched it rain and watched the Steelers fans getting crazy about their team - it kind of looked like Halloween the way folks were dressed.
