I need a hand
My wrist is still ensconced in its wonder brace, but I am still having a good bit of pain. I’m feeling frustrated and bored.
One-armed bandit
Somewhere between tempting the gods of Good Mouse Ergonomics, having the dog whip my wrist backward in a doorframe, and spending three days rooting around in the yard with a trowel, I managed to do a good number on my wrist. When it wasn’t getting any better after five days, I went to the doctor.
Garden of Weedin’
I’ve been scarce from these parts, owing largely to what I’ve come to call our Sweat-A-Thon. Howie took Thursday and Friday off work, and we spent several hours a day out working in the yard. Sunday we took as our day of rest…And believe me, we needed it!
A new wrinkle
Sometimes the best things are found unexpectedly, while we’re on the way somewhere else. Take this bunch of wrinkles I stumbled upon just now, for instance. You can’t look at a bloodhound and not smile. I mean, c’mon.
More Trekking
If you haven’t checked them out already, do take a look at TrekLens and TrekEarth. I know I just posted about them a few days ago, but I am constantly surprised by the quality of the photos posted there. It is a very friendly online community and the people offer good critiques to help you improve your photography and editing skills. I’m signed up as Gardenwife at both places.
Join up and show the world what your little corner of the planet looks like!
Happy belated Easter!
I was busy this weekend from Friday on and hardly sat down to get online. Happy belated Easter, everyone!
The plant sale and visit on Friday was wonderful, especially the visiting. Gardeners are some of the most generous people! I only bought six cellpacks of perennial seedlings, but came home with many plants, thanks to my friends from Dave’s Garden.
Aerobics class
My friend Pebble forwarded this to me today. I laughed aloud when I read it, because I could pretty much envision myself in the situation (all except the “seniors” part, anyway).
I feel like my body has gotten totally out of shape, so I got my doctor’s permission to join a fitness club so I could start exercising. I decided to take an aerobics class for seniors. I bent, I twisted, I gyrated, I jumped up, I jumped down, and I perspired for more than an hour. By the time I got my leotards on, the class was over.Next Page »