We saw the bone & joint guy today. The ankle is broken in K's growth plate & up the...ummm, shin I guess? But, he says as far as breaks go, his is perfect. No setting it, no surgery, etc. Whew! He chose neon green for the wrap color. At least we'll never lose him! Will get pics soon!
BIL & his family are headed here for the funeral (they live about 26 hrs away). They'll be staying in our travel trailer so, if I'm scarce for awhile, I'm busy.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Friday, September 9, 2011
Fractured Friday
Yesterday evening, the youngest was playing in the yard w/ his bulldog. The weather has cooled off quite a bit & this dog goes loopy when the weather is cool. He (the dog) was running wide open, all willy nilly around the yard. He turned and headed towards K. K started running too and somehow, they collided and K landed w/ his ankle twisted.
It swelled a bit and we put ice on it. It hurt for him to put pressure on it. We assumed a sprain or pulled muscle but decided to go to bed and check it in the morning as opposed to spending the night in the ER. It was still swollen this morning so we headed to the ER. X-rays show a break. :( They put a temp cast on & we have to see the bone & joint dr. Monday morning.
When we got home, DH got a call from his niece that her sister had died. We're stunned. We've not seen her in several years but it's still a shock.
She was such a smart, beautiful girl...well, I guess woman now. She's 28. I still picture that skinny little 8 year old snaggle-tooth girl with big blue eyes & a giving spirit that never ceased to amaze me. Jes, you will be missed!
It swelled a bit and we put ice on it. It hurt for him to put pressure on it. We assumed a sprain or pulled muscle but decided to go to bed and check it in the morning as opposed to spending the night in the ER. It was still swollen this morning so we headed to the ER. X-rays show a break. :( They put a temp cast on & we have to see the bone & joint dr. Monday morning.
When we got home, DH got a call from his niece that her sister had died. We're stunned. We've not seen her in several years but it's still a shock.
She was such a smart, beautiful girl...well, I guess woman now. She's 28. I still picture that skinny little 8 year old snaggle-tooth girl with big blue eyes & a giving spirit that never ceased to amaze me. Jes, you will be missed!
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Year of the cicada...
The nymphs have awakened from their slumber
Just as Mother Nature decreed.
Their years of sleep have prepared them for
the call that they must heed.
They cast off the shells of their previous life
And take flight on gossamer wings.
They journey to a secret place--
An ancient song they sing.
The trees and meadows all spring to life
With this unlikely symphony.
The melody fills the summer air
And is carried away by a breeze.
Their accompaniment surrounds them.
The birds chirp gleefully.
Soprano is provided by the mosquitos’ hum--
Bass, by the buzzing bees.
The lyrics are sung in a forgotten tongue,
One that was never known by man.
They offer a story of promise and hope
“What once was will be again.”
A few days ago, it dawned on me that I haven't written a poem in quite some time. I recently heard from a couple of old friends from a now defunct forum I belonged to (waves @ Penny & Lynn) which stirred up some old memories....one of them being my penchant for breaking out in rhyme at any given moment. I am much more Seuss-y than Dickinson but putting words together has always been a great love of mine. Not sure why I stopped. I guess my interests turned to other things and folks quit requesting them.
We've been invaded by cicadas. From what I've read, this is a 13 year group. They are not much to look at and the shells they leave behind kinda freak me out but the singing! I could listen to them all day. They get on my hubby's nerves though. He thinks they sound like a bunch of weedeaters running all at once.
Somehow, these homely critters have become the muse for my first poem (if you can call it that) in years. They've also intrigued me enough to go stomping around in my yard looking for some to photograph.
Just an example of their "hulls"....*shudder*.
They do have pretty wings.
You can see his hull behind him.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Joy of Luck - Day 01
For the next 7 days, I'll be participating in Willette's Joy of Luck class.
Today's prompt is "What inanimate object/thing/concept is something that you take for granted on a daily basis?"
If I'd been given this prompt last week, my resulting photo would've probably been very different. But because of recent tragic events, I realize how lucky I am to have a home.
Though I love my house because it was once my grandmothers, there have been times that I've been "meh" about our house. It's an old house. And it's a money pit. We fix one thing and then turn around and something else needs our attention. I'm suspecting the water heater will be next. *L* My kitchen is tiny w/ few cabinets. The floors creak when we walk on them. There is hardly any closet space. Because it was built so long ago, we only have 1 or 2 electric plug-ins per room which, in this techie world we live in, is quite a pain!
There have been times that I have been slightly envious of friends who have new, ginormous houses that were custom built the way they wanted....vaulted ceilings, walk-in closets, more than one bathroom! *sigh*
But after seeing the devastation in Japan, I am SO thankful for my little, old house. It provides shelter from rain and wind. If I want a drink of water, I go to my kitchen and push a lever in the fridge door. I pull the door open and I have all the food I need. I don't have to stand in line for hours for my daily rations.
If I want to talk to any member of my family, I can go to my computer or phone (plugged in to one of my few sockets) and talk to them and know where they are and that they're ok. When I hear the floor creak at midnight, I know my 19 yr. old has made it home safely.
The earthquakes and tsunami have provided me with a reminder that everything can be gone in an instant. What I've considered inconveniences would be luxuries to those poor people in Japan right now. I don't think I'll ever feel "meh" about my house again. I am truly lucky....and blessed.
Today's prompt is "What inanimate object/thing/concept is something that you take for granted on a daily basis?"
If I'd been given this prompt last week, my resulting photo would've probably been very different. But because of recent tragic events, I realize how lucky I am to have a home.
Though I love my house because it was once my grandmothers, there have been times that I've been "meh" about our house. It's an old house. And it's a money pit. We fix one thing and then turn around and something else needs our attention. I'm suspecting the water heater will be next. *L* My kitchen is tiny w/ few cabinets. The floors creak when we walk on them. There is hardly any closet space. Because it was built so long ago, we only have 1 or 2 electric plug-ins per room which, in this techie world we live in, is quite a pain!
There have been times that I have been slightly envious of friends who have new, ginormous houses that were custom built the way they wanted....vaulted ceilings, walk-in closets, more than one bathroom! *sigh*
But after seeing the devastation in Japan, I am SO thankful for my little, old house. It provides shelter from rain and wind. If I want a drink of water, I go to my kitchen and push a lever in the fridge door. I pull the door open and I have all the food I need. I don't have to stand in line for hours for my daily rations.
If I want to talk to any member of my family, I can go to my computer or phone (plugged in to one of my few sockets) and talk to them and know where they are and that they're ok. When I hear the floor creak at midnight, I know my 19 yr. old has made it home safely.
The earthquakes and tsunami have provided me with a reminder that everything can be gone in an instant. What I've considered inconveniences would be luxuries to those poor people in Japan right now. I don't think I'll ever feel "meh" about my house again. I am truly lucky....and blessed.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Mother Nature is a tease
Last week, Mother Nature led us to believe spring was here.
70° temps, blue skies. Daffodils and forsythia blooming. Fruit trees budding. Spring!
But this week:
wet, dark, dreary, dismal, wet, cold, frost!
And did I mention wet?
My daffodils have been drenched. I fear that the fruit buds have been beaten to death by the rain and the macro intentions I had with them may be gone too.
Ma, enough's enough. Let it be spring. Please?
70° temps, blue skies. Daffodils and forsythia blooming. Fruit trees budding. Spring!
But this week:
wet, dark, dreary, dismal, wet, cold, frost!
And did I mention wet?
My daffodils have been drenched. I fear that the fruit buds have been beaten to death by the rain and the macro intentions I had with them may be gone too.
Ma, enough's enough. Let it be spring. Please?
Saturday, March 5, 2011
The 5 senses...Feb 27-Mar 5
This has been a bleh week. Not excited about any of my photos.
Taste
Smell
Touch
Sight
Ok, I am excited about this one. I placed in the Outdoor AL photo contest!
I think they're all represented here. *L*
Smell
Taste
Smell
Touch
Sight
Ok, I am excited about this one. I placed in the Outdoor AL photo contest!
I think they're all represented here. *L*
Smell
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