Dean and I went to the Detroit Concert Choir's proformance at Old St. Mary's in Greektown. One of the basses in my church choir sings with them. Then we had a disappointing meal (snapper for me and chicken for him) at Fishbones, renowned for its seafood. We might as well have eaten at a diner. Much better to go to Mitchell's.
S [10:06 PM]
We did get six inches out of the snow storm. Since it fell beginning in the evening, the freeways were wide open by morning. Good job, snow crews!
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My friend was discharged from the hospital Wednesday. He's staying with his grandfather for a few days. Friday, I picked up a pizza they had ordered, brought it to them. His aunt, a cousin, and his nephews were there, too. As he can't drive, he needed a change of scenery. We went to the Borders in Dearborn so I could start compiling my Christmas list. He had us stop at the Starbucks in Allen Park, the new one built where the veteran's hospital stood. It's a small, poorly laied out store. It's at the corner of a strip mall and most of the limited seating is between two entrances so the wind comes right to the seats. And the seats are only five feet from the order counter. A little more seating runs down the left side of the narrow shop, along large windows that transmit the outside chill. Best to pick up your drinks and continue on.
S [10:11 AM]
Already an inch of snow's fallen in the past couple hours -- only four to seven more!
It's going to be an awful drive tomorrow.
S [9:39 PM]
The good news today comes from my friend's surgeon telling us unofficially--the actual report won't be available until Monday--that the cancer hadn't spread to the lymph nodes. So it's only a stage II.
S [10:50 PM]