It never gets old to have a road date with Dennis. The sun was shining and even with a bit of a wind, the 21 degrees gave us hope that more nice days are coming. Our poor furnace had huffed and puffed for the last 21 days. Groceries are tucked away in the pantry and both of us had haircuts . . . that should do us into 2015. We stopped at Perkins for the meal of the day. Hats off to my dad, Raymond. The potato pancakes were a real treat, but not quite as good as those Mom used to make for Dad.