N's had a tough week, so in my desire to cheer him up I took him down to Albany to eat at his favorite fish and chips joint.
The drive down on I-5 wasn't bad, but the back road drive home was relaxing and gave us even more time to talk. We've always done our best talking either driving or on the phone.
No more appointments this week, but I asked Fran to think of somewhere she'd like to go today. She's always worrying about asking for too much. Maybe I need to print her out some coupons to cash in.