The Klutz Strikes Again

I am one of the worlds' biggest klutzes. When God passed out the "grace" genes, I was off somewhere knitting. It's been a while since I last did it, but today I broke a toe. I became entangled and then tripped in a coat that my daughter had left lying on the floor of her bedroom. Crunch! There goes another toe. I can't remember if that's the third, or fourth time I've broken that particular one. You see, I've broken every toe I have at least once, some twice, and others three times. Pretty bad, eh? It is. But sounds even worse when you consider that I've also caught on fire...four times? I think it's four times. Once was from a spark from a bonfire, once from my mom's gas range, and twice I've caught my hair on fire from getting too close to lit candles. I've also "gotten into arguments" with a meat slicer twice (the meat slicer won, of course) requiring three stitches in my right hand, and...I once walked into a bike rack while wearing flip flops. That one required twelve stitches to close up the top of my foot. (The tetanus shot hurt worst than the stitches.)

So today has been pretty much spent lying on the couch with my foot elevated. It doesn't hurt when I don't put weight on it...not much, anyways. There are worse things than being stuck on the couch for the day; forced by things beyond your control to take it easy. *sigh. Maybe breaking a toe isn't such a bad thing.

On a final note, "Watch where you're walking!" is a phrase I hear a lot from my husband. I wonder why?

Choir of the Bells

Fast Forward to...December!

Fast forward to December. It's been way too long since my last post but what can I say? Life happens, eh? In the months since my last post, we've had some pretty major family issues, but they're being worked out and things are settling down. But with Christmas literally around the corner; I'll just say that it's going to be different.
October 1 marked a milestone for my parents...their 50th wedding anniversary. What should have been a celebration, if a low-key-per-the-parents'-wishes one, turned into an event. I recall vividly arriving to teach church school at about 6:10 p.m., and making a comment to my cousin (who is also a teacher) about how something wasn't quite right, something was wrong, or something close to that. I found out when I arrived home a little more than an hour later, that my dad had a seizure at 6:15. A couple of days later, while my brother was home visiting, dad had 12 more seizures and had to be taken in the ambulance. Since that day, my dad has been treated at various places. One great comfort that we all have now, is that dad is getting the care he needs in a professional setting that provides for his needs 24 hrs./day, 7 days/week.
In other news, we had a pretty good snow storm over the weekend, then bitter cold windchills (around -39). Today, hubby and I took a short drive down the shore, just 30 miles, on ice-covered roads. It was like a freezing fog, coating everything. Tonight...we're getting Lake Effect snow which is supposed to end up with a total accumulation in the range of 6" - 12" by tomorrow afternoon.
There were two very happy events this week. The first was my youngest daughter's Christmas program at school yesterday, and the other was my oldest daughter's Christmas program at school this evening. I hope this works...I'm going to try to upload part of a video of my daughter singing "Oh Holy Night" (my all-time favorite Christmas song) with a friend of hers. My daughter is singing the melody and her friend has the harmony. Yay Kirstin!

If I don't get a chance to post for another three months, I wish anyone who reads this a Merry Christmas, Happy Christmas, Felice Navidad, og en Glaedelig Jul og et Godt Nyt Aar!