|Warm hands on a cold morning, biking home from|
our rescue mission and the market.
Speaking of warm clothes, here's a cute photo my step-daughter sent me of her dogs playing with the neighbor dogs in their matching "outfits". Adorable!
My husband had surgery on his left knee this past Tuesday. Can we pause for a moment to remember how incredibly awesome modern surgery is? I mean, really, he should have died -- or at least been paralyzed -- a dozen years ago when he crashed his bike a dozen years ago and broke his neck in three places. But his neck is all better, and he's still biking like crazy. So, this Tuesday he got operated on to put two of his ligaments back in the right places. And later that very same day, he was walking around on that recently-repaired knee. He mentioned he might drive to the drug store to pick up his pain meds, which he didn't actually seem to need at the moment, and I made noises about don't-get-in-the-CAR-because-I-could-just-walk-there, so he changed his mind and biked to the drug store. Huzzah for doctors, I say.
N-son is still off having a blast at his school and will be gone there for another week yet; J-son is still doing well at his school and came to visit this weekend, so it's kind of like conservations of sons. K-daughter took some big chances and has applied for jobs that would bring a big bump in her salary. I-daughter traveled to New York to visit the Sheep and Wool festival there, but she sent some of her friends in her place to help me can applesauce (we put up 40 jars of various sizes).
And as for me, the big, happy happening of the week is that . . . the Book is In! I sent the manuscript off to my editor, and I'm Dee-Oh-En-EEE Done! Yay! Picture me, gonzo-style hands waving in the air while I run in circles!!! Woooooo!
Oooh, man, just writing that makes me want to run in circles some more. So I'll end with that news of being wealthy in our adventures. May you and yours be similarly prosperous.