Happy Father's Day

It's Sunday and it is Father's Day. We celebrated the day early last weekend when Sara and Skye were  visiting. The girls have been blessed to have Jim as their father. He is a good dad and is very close to his daughters. Even though it was Father's Day the hospital was still open. Jim had to go in for blood work. It took FOUR sticks before they were able to get a good blood return. There is nothing he can do to make his veins more visible. He drinks a lot of water but that still does not help. After his pincushion session was over we began to walk back to the Hope Lodge. We took our time and went a different route. We passed the United Nations and I was disappointed the flags were not flying. There are 193 flags in all and when I asked a security guard why they were not flying he told me they take them down on the weekends. What a strange reply and why would they go to the trouble to do that? I learned that Monday through Friday unless the weather is poor 8 to 11 security officers raise the flags around 8 a.m. and lower them at 4 p.m., storing them in the boxes at the foot of each flag pole. Only the UN flag is raised on the weekends.

On our walk we passed a European cheese shop with very large wheels of cheese in the window. The store was closed on Sundays but I took a picture to remember where it was. As we walked further we came upon a cat in the middle of the sidewalk. It was next to 1st Avenue which is a very busy street. Dogs were walking past the cat although I saw several owners pick up there dog for this cat would not be intimidated. I think it belonged to a nail salon because the door to the salon was open and the cat did not look feral.

I'm glad we are starting to walk back from the hospital when the weather is nice. It's a 3 mile walk and it feels so good to get out and exercise. We both need a little more activity and a lot less sitting around.