He invited me out to eat Friday night fish fry, and I gladly accepted, providing he could pick me up and bring me home.  Which he did, after work, and I waited at his house while he showered and got ready.  His wife was still working, but she too came home and got ready to go.  Meanwhile, her dog and his cat sat in front of me, intently staring while I ate string cheese, hoping I might give them a piece now and again.  Then off we went to the restaurant to feed ourselves. 

But many of the guests were hungry for other things, and I found myself experimenting with something called "Chicken Oscar" for once.  Mistake!  Asparagus spears were canned, crabmeat was fake.  The fish was the prize.  But my daughter's husband gave me haddock fish strips to try at home, with his Sicilian breading.  Last night's home-cooked food was much better....

There were a few flakes in the air as we entered the restaurant, but when we came out, the snow was already several inches deep.  Good thing my son was taking me home with his 4-wheel drive truck, and it was quite the wintry ride.  But everyone made it home safe and sound.  My doggies were waiting for me out in the storm, and they were wet! and happy! to see me get home.  It is good to be home and taking care of what little things I can do - I'm dizzy a lot, and feel slow-witted - winter's approach, no doubt. 

The snow has melted away mostly in the following rain, and things are quiet.  Good to know that I have another whole week of October to get something special done in the house....