Journal - Saturday, Denman Street

I started my day with a on line doctors meeting After that I drove my Jeep with Madigan to see Dr. Ready, my chiropractor at Klein Chriropractor.  My lumbar spine continues to improve.  

R. and C. had planned to be a sweat lodge but phoned to let me know they could meet that afternoon.  FIFA is on so the city is jammed.  A lovely sun day and I enjoyed the jean skirt and my black t shirt and sandals .  I wore the brown Mexican cowboy hat to keep the sun off my face .  Madigan thought the whole adventure a delight.  Loved visitting their apartment where Carolyn was finishing making a batch of sour dough bread.  

We had lunch at the Australian Pie Restaurant , The meat pies were delicious.  Denman was busy.Madigan loved all the dog smells.

I listened again as the two reviewed their transitioning.  There’s no doubt about the decision though the bottom surgery has been complicated.  Hormones and all the other matters, top surgery and such went well.  I’d heard the stories individually but enjoyed hearing it socially much later

I’d only had 2 hour parking so had to leave sure that I was a half hour late but lucky.  Driving down town with all the pedestrians and car line ups was stressful. I crossed two bridges since the gps took me north Vancouver to miss the FIFA traffic.  

I’m glad to be home.  I understand why Laura thinks of it as ‘country’.  Now I’ve seen the inside of two apartments, Laura and theirs,  Madigan was delighted to sniff at everything and didn’t piddle on the new hall carpet . We were only their a few moments but I was glad to see Ragina’ art on the wall and smell Carolyn, the little chef’s cooking,  ‘

Their elderly friend is having Maid at the end of the week.  They’d become quite disabled.  Still pre grief and the issues of Ragina’s mother’s stroke and the terrible mondtrous regime she escaped from.