as the rains fall gently.
Mother Nature knows we need moisture.
It promotes the growth of autumn things.
Marcy captured the uniqueness of Creation.
...and the rains continued.
Okay, who am I trying to fool with my fluffy posts? Myself? I cringe every time I write some empty nothing post just to fill a spot. That was never my plan and yet, I tend to do this when things are not so fluffy. I guess, I want every one to think my life is a bowl of cherries. Well, I don't know what planet you came from but from here, life is rarely a bowl of cherries. It is a mixed bag of nuts, sometimes with a few cherries on top.
Now, for the real update: After all the torture at the doctor, the cast has been removed and I have returned to work with my big girl panties on and my wrist wrapped. I still wince and cry out when it moves a certain way, the only difference is now, I have a new knot on my wrist from the injection site. So much for the wonderful world of doctors or, giving some doctors credit, so much for this one egomaniac.
And while I have been incapacitated my people I live with jumped in and cleaned house, cooked and kept up with all the things I normally do, showing great concern for my welfare and recovery...Not!
I have added severe headaches to my maladies so retirement is looking better all the time...at least then, I can be miserable out of the public eye.
You have just been served a dish of honesty for your breakfast, sorry, but hope it went well with your coffee.
My wish for you today, may there be more cherries.