Birthday Breakfast

Yes, yes–today is my birthday, however

this month, Lyndi and I both had birthdays. So THAT means we each got a free coupon for a waffel of our choice from Waffel Love!!

Wa-dang-HOOOO!

Lyndi wisely chose a Peach Cobbler Waffel.

Of course we took Laurie with us because she is awesome even though her birthday is in February.

She chose the grilled cheese waffel and tomato soup. I have to say, I was a bit jealous.

Sweet? Savory? Sweet?

Now hear this. As long as there are fresh peaches in Utah–they are going to win…

EVERY time.

Yum. Yum. YUM!!

Happy birthday to…some of us!!

Heh-heh.

 

A Very Different Thanksgiving

A lot went on “business as usual” this Thanksgiving…

except for me.  I was over on the couch in my nightgown…asleep.

In the dark, early morning hours of the day, I passed out and fell on the tile floor. I believe I chipped the bone in my elbow and broke a few ribs in the fall. I’ll never know for sure because….well…

hospitals and I…not so much.

Angels woke Rhen up to come find and get me up and into a chair. That was incredibly painful. Then–somehow, I don’t remember, they took me to April’s for the feast. I think Lyndi fed me some mashed potatoes and gravy. It’s kinda fuzzy. 

Rhen went out of town with April’s family after the Thanksgiving meal, so Lyndi’s family took me home with them and took care of me for a whole week.

Sweet Lyndi fed me and walked me around and helped me the whole time, day and night. I’ll never be able to thank them enough.

Tons to be thankful for–to be sure. It could have been so much worse and gratefully I was well looked after.

I guess I missed the dinner and that’s sure a first.

What a funny day.

 

Itchy Toes

The clock is ticking on this creepy cast. It will be 10 weeks of this dreadful thing on the 19th of this month!! Can I just say Hallelujah?!!!

When you don’t have the ability to scratch your foot for MONTHS on end, you get very, very….*ahem* creative with solutions to a wild itch.

I was absolutely told specifically, NOT to try to scratch my foot with a hanger.  But I absolutely told them specifically not to make it so tight around my toes. So there you go.

Looks like nobody is minding anybody around here.

Tick….tick….tick….

Happy Birthday…

at one of my FAVORITE joints of all time–Los Hermanos. Yum doesn’t begin to describe it.

I threatened hard to make sure nobody sang to me and embarrassed the heck out of me and ruined my beautiful day in this very public place. And luckily, they didn’t.

Just Rhen and I. It was wonderful.

Happy birthday to meeeeee!

Hee hee.