We had a little more unwanted excitement in my family again, only this time I was the one who got a trip to the Emergency Room in an ambulance. While shopping, or intending to shop, I slipped on the wet parking lot and fell fast and hard. Since I coudn't move, breathe or talk at first, someone naturally called 911. I'm very grateful that we have good emergency care here, but it was a bit embarrassing getting an ambulance ride when I knew intuitively that nothing was broken - I just couldn't catch my breath quickly enough to assure everyone that I was okay.
Ninety minutes later, the x-rays confirmed that nothing was broken. My superficial head wound was already healing and there was no sign of concussion. But my right side had been bruised and jarred to the point of causing non-stop muscle spasms, so I've been on medication and haven't done much of anything but sleep for the last twelve days. I stopped taking the meds today and my mental faculties seem pretty clear now. I'm still reallly sore but expect to be at work again tomorrow.
So once again, life has put a detour in my plans and I'm further behind schedule. But it takes more than a few detours to get me completely off-course. I will see these BOMs and other projects through to the finish!
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Sunday, October 23, 2011
Thursday, March 31, 2011
New Things
It stopped raining today! We even got brief periods of sunshine when the clouds parted at the right moments. And the thermometer made it to 60 for the first time this year. I'm feeling so much better. Actually, I'm still fighting this "boomerang" virus that's been plaguing me on and off all month, but nice weather sure helps my mental attitude.
While I've been under the weather (gee, I think I now understand how that saying came about), Goosey has been laying another batch of eggs. She now has 19 in the same nest she made for the first batch. She even tries to sit on them this time, but no matter how she arranges herself or the eggs, she can't cover all 19 at once. I decided to let her keep the eggs for awhile this time. No one around here seems interested in cooking with goose eggs, but I'm thinking they might be fun to put in Easter baskets in a few weeks.
I also acquired a 6-month old chihuahua about two weeks ago. Goosey and Cupid are still in the process of learning not to chase each other. Cupid is also learning not to chase kitties, not to jump on people, not to tear things (like quilt batting) to pieces, not to remove laces from shoes, not to irrigate the floor, and a host of other "nots." He's supposed to be a foster dog in training for a forever home. We'll see. The real problem is not his lack of training but his size. Cupid is like a Greyhound in a chihuahua suit. He's a deer head chihuahua with a long nose, long body and long legs that didn't stop growing when they were supposed to. Standing on his hind legs, he's tall enough to pull things off the kitchen table. If he had spots, he could easily pass as a fawn. Prospective doggy parents take one look at him and run! Too bad, because he has a sweet personality, he's intelligent, friendly, loves kids, and is quite happy to to sit on a human's lap all day. I think Sophie (my little chihuahua) better get used to sharing her bed with a dog nearly twice her size.
While I've been under the weather (gee, I think I now understand how that saying came about), Goosey has been laying another batch of eggs. She now has 19 in the same nest she made for the first batch. She even tries to sit on them this time, but no matter how she arranges herself or the eggs, she can't cover all 19 at once. I decided to let her keep the eggs for awhile this time. No one around here seems interested in cooking with goose eggs, but I'm thinking they might be fun to put in Easter baskets in a few weeks.
I also acquired a 6-month old chihuahua about two weeks ago. Goosey and Cupid are still in the process of learning not to chase each other. Cupid is also learning not to chase kitties, not to jump on people, not to tear things (like quilt batting) to pieces, not to remove laces from shoes, not to irrigate the floor, and a host of other "nots." He's supposed to be a foster dog in training for a forever home. We'll see. The real problem is not his lack of training but his size. Cupid is like a Greyhound in a chihuahua suit. He's a deer head chihuahua with a long nose, long body and long legs that didn't stop growing when they were supposed to. Standing on his hind legs, he's tall enough to pull things off the kitchen table. If he had spots, he could easily pass as a fawn. Prospective doggy parents take one look at him and run! Too bad, because he has a sweet personality, he's intelligent, friendly, loves kids, and is quite happy to to sit on a human's lap all day. I think Sophie (my little chihuahua) better get used to sharing her bed with a dog nearly twice her size.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Climbing Sand Dunes
Sometimes life seems like climbing sand dunes, taking two steps forward only to slide backward one step. This week has been like that. I got everything finished this weekend to get this month's BOM caught up on my web site, and now I can't upload anything new to my site. Aarrgh! I'm not sure, yet, but it looks like my web host changed ownership or is making major changes in other ways. Until I learn exactly what is going on and how to deal with it, I'll be posting things related to this year's Home on the Range BOM here.
Maybe this was meant to be?
There's a new poll for March below - check it out!
Maybe this was meant to be?
There's a new poll for March below - check it out!
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