Good morning! It's a new era around here! The Girls have been sleeping in as Ralph is laid off and doesn't start his noisy truck! I actually slept until 7:15this morning although I was up at 3 for Tylenol.
Mamacita, I'm glad the old internal tubing is starting to accept veggies and other good stuff. What a long bout you've had! Don't push it, OK?
Schatzi, we have balmy weather too! All our snow is gone and we are back to mud! It's 42ºF right now and going up into the mid-fifties. I will try to get a few of the last batten-down-the-hatches pre-winter jobs done today. Bonus!
Hollyhock, you
should feel honoured! We have a remembrance service for the Montreal Massacre this weekend. As usual, I get to read aloud the names of the murdered women - je suis bilingue, tu sais! - and choke up every time I do it. I like the fact that you are speaking to the future. We can only grieve for so long and it's then time to move on.
The stitches are out and my doc has had some stern words with me. I guess I should have been spending more time off my feet. Anyhow the whole healing thing will take until "around Christmas" so I'll just have to be patient. Yes, I'm discouraged but intend to rise above it. There is no way I can stay off my feet and still have a life so I'll compromise. I splurged on a cane - a pretty paisley one - and will use it as much as I can when moving around. I'll also have rest periods during the day. Dr. Jack gave me a grin and a hug and said, "I know you but do the best you can!" I love my PCP!
My sister and BIL are bringing dinner on Friday but I do have Cousins Ian and Peter coming for Saturday night dinner and maybe a sleep-over. Luckily I have a beef roast I can do and will throw together a pie or two using
frozen pie shells!

The sleepover is no problem unless Peter (RCMP) brings his horse!
Time for a little "rest" with ice on the knee and the heating pad on the sore thigh muscles. Maybe a coffee and a New Yorker
"so as not to be feelin' I'se wastin' me time". Feeling Irish this morning - must be the drugs!