Calamity!!!

Saturday afternoon I got a cryptic text from my son in Arkansas.

“Just got hurt.

Went mountain biking and crashed.”

“Hurt my ribs…

and can’t move my arm.”

By the time this tough guy drove himself home–yeah, I knowww– he was dizzy and starting to feel everything that had actually happened to him. Kortney took him to the hospital.

Long story short…

He broke his elbow. Bruised his kidney and ribs and has three compression fractures in his back.

This poor guy has an incredibly high pain tollerance. The doctor said he was amazed that he didn’t have a compound fracture of his arm and two broken collarbones.

He will need to see a specialist about his elbow and back on Monday.

Don’t get hurt on a Saturday…sheesh.

My poor boy.

I wish I could be there to hug him and make him soup. That always helps everything.

In the meantime, we’re all praying for a good outcome and swift healing.

We love you my boy.

Snow At LAST!!

Yeah, yeah, yeah. The weather forcast says “Snow Showers.” But I’m not falling for that again. All winter long we’d be promised snow but it never, ever happened. It was a lame, LAME winter…for folks that love snow.

But then one glorious morning, we woke up to this!!

Wahoooo! At last, at last! Enough snow that it actually sticks and stays for more than 20 minutes.

Now, given the weather history this season, I’m not so naive as to think that it will be here tomorrow. In fact, I’ll be thrilled if it hangs on for a couple of hours.

I mean, honestly…

It’s so beautiful.

We’ll gratefully take what we can get.

At last.

 

 

Who Brought the Crane?

So there I am bright and early one morning, minding my own business–when I look out my kitchen window to see…

an enormous crane!

Now I’m telling you, this sucker was HUGE or I wouldn’t have been so ridiculous as to take pictures in the first place. Please note how much of this crazy thing isn’t even able to fit in the picture.

Then, when they finally lifted the cooling unit–or whatever it is– into the air, it swung good and hard right TOWARDS my house! Pretty sure I yelled…just a little.

Let me just say that if it hadn’t stopped and made a wiser choice, my house would be mashed flat and so would the little lady in the kitchen…and all her cats.

Scared the living daylights out of me…

standing there in my kitchen…

gawking out the window…

in my nightgown…

like Gladys Kravitz.

As if nothing ever goes on around here.

Sheesh.

 

 

Too Soon!

These kitties got so big so fast!! They are already 8 weeks old.

With the last batch, I kept them so long that the pet store I was bringing them to almost wouldn’t take them.

Eight weeks, is apparently the perfect time.

Well, perfect for them, but not so perfect for me. I’m not reaaaady!!!

I meeeeean…just look at that sweet little guy!! Awwwwwww!

In order not to have a personal, immediate meltdown, I came up with a solution… of sorts.

I decided to take this giving away my babies thing, in…shall we say…

stages. That might help.

So I took these three today….

and I’ll keep these two…ahem…I mean, I’ll take these two…

later.

Yeah. That’s what I’ll do. No, really.

Oh, boy. I’m in trouble.

The Best Part of Superbowl

Now, it’s no big secret that many in our family dropped off the Superbowl wagon train a while back, as the players became increasingly disrespectful to the American flag and our country.

Nope, never going to have room for that sort of thing.

However, after careful observance we did notice that the main players were becoming a lot more patriotic and some even promoted Christianity openly. Well, well, well. You have my attention.

So it is with guarded optimism that we prepared for Superbowl this year–at long last.

Now, the FOOD. You may notice immediately, a distinct lack of….ummm…shall we say…

junk food?

Yes, it’s true. After all, if I intend to live forever–which I do–then I decided to act a bit more like it with the snacks.

I made seasoned lean hamburger with mustard and chopped pickles. Yum.

Tried my hand at Deviled Eggs. They were luscious–that is until I got an egg shell and it wrecked the whole experience. Gak. But before that…yum.

Ranch cucumbers and peanut butter celery. Yum.

Lastly, kiwi with raspberries and Cheddar Pickles. When I said they are addicting…I wasn’t kidding. Yum and double yum.

Since the snacks are usually the best part of the event–it’s what I decided to focus on–since the game turned out to be kinda dreadful…for Patriot fans anyway. Without Tom Brady, what’s to watch? Haha.

I could be scooching over to the Seahawks any day now. We’ll see.

In the meantime, I was thoroughly entertained….

with the food.