always leave 'em laughing

To be sure, one never knows where the day will lead. Yesterday I sadly deposited Erica at the airport, saying goodbye after a whirlwind week. Dave is still away on his class reunion bash, calling periodically to regale me with all the events and people he's visiting while in Idaho. Today dawned as one that had great promise, cooler temperatures, perhaps a walk on a trail around Snail Lake, coffee and a scone as a reward, a dip in the community pool; you know, the usual 'while the cat's away' drill.

Then the day took on a different hue when I noticed Bean, the cat, slinking around the corner. It really seemed like a great notion to chase her and watch her fly across the room. . .except for the split second the toe of my shoe caught the carpet off guard, throwing me across the room, landing on my knees. Suffice it to say, the bigger you are the harder you fall. Of course, it was the knee bone that is connected to the leg bone that was broken several years ago in four places and is now held together with a rod from knee to ankle, held in there by screws. I mention this because any 'weighty' jarring of this knee sends my leg on a roller coaster ride of pain, around and around that titanium rod.

A pathetic visual of the rest of my day shows me on the sofa eating leftover pizza, a bag of frozen cranberries on my knee and when necessary, doing a Frankenstein walk to the bathroom or when pulling Pashka down the driveway.

I'm hoping tomorrow will be better, and that it doesn't rain!

Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn't people feel as free to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them? Rose Kennedy