Day 184

Last night I went downstairs in the dark to get some water. On the steps was one of my cats who is a dark colour and I didn't see them. I stepped right on him/her (I don't know who it was) and as they ran off, it was like having a rug pulled out from under me. I flew up in the air and landed on my lower back and tail bone right on the hard wood edges of my stairs.

I am so sore, stiff, and have a spectacular bruise on my back and butt today, but I'll spare you that picture, and instead post this picture of the berries Ryan picked in out backyard. He tried to share them with Alex, but Alex just screamed "No berries!" So Ryan got to eat them all himself.

Day 167

Today I brought the boys in to get hair cuts. Ryan has his graduation on Monday, and Alex is just getting shaggy and poofy. Alex screamed his way through the whole thing. You would think he was being tortured or something. He was crying, screaming, and snotting all over himself and me. I had to sit in the chair with him on my lap in order for the hair dresser to be able to do anything. I had to really restrain him as he scraped his running shoes down my bare legs. Can't wait to see the bruises. The kid gave me a real workout!

Mr. Kitty also stopped by for a visit, I haven't seen him in a few weeks, he's looking a bit skinny.

Day 163

Heading out to some more garage sales today we passed by some of the damage from the storm last week. Turns out that crazy storm was actually an F1 tornado! This is the farm down  a few houses down the road and what's left of the big tree that fell across the road:

According to eye witness reports, and an article in the paper, this is the approximate path of the tornado. The red dot is my my house...a little too close for comfort!

Day 156

The forecast called for more rain all day today, so we decided to pack up the kids and do our weekly groceries and shopping. The boys love train tracks, and we knew of some near the shopping mall. We decided to turn right to take the train track road, looping around instead of going straight to the mall.

As we drove over to the right to turn, we saw a guy in a truck with a trailer coming from the right trying to sneak up slowly and cross over to turn left. Unfortunately, he was on his cell phone, and even though we saw him looking both ways, he was too distracted and didn't notice the car coming up from his left, behind us. He went across anyways, and she ended up smashing right into his front end. We saw it happen right in front of us as we were turning. I told Wally to turn around, and I scribbled our phone number on a piece of paper. By the time we looped around, a few other people had stopped and made sure she was ok. Wally took the paper over to her, and told her that if she needed a witness, to call us because we saw everything and thatwe saw him on his cell phone.

Here is my drawing of the crime scene (ignore the fact that it is horribly out of scale). We are the black square turning right

This is the scene after we looped around. I took a pic of the guys truck/ licence plate just in case he decided to take off. If the boys didn't have that love of train tracks, we never would have turned, and we would have probably been the ones to end up smashed into his front bumper.

Day 39

Here's one thing I will never be doing again...ice skating! I have not been skating since I was about 13 or 14 years old. We're talking about 22 years here. I figured it would be like riding a bike...once you get back on, you never forget. Hell no! I fell down a few times, and held on to the walls and goal nets for dear life.My husband who hasn't skated in over 35 years just got back on the ice like he hadn't left. I ended up falling on a hip, hurting my wrist and smashing my thumb knuckle in the rink gate. Anyone want a free pair of ice skates? I'm pretty much sore all over now.

Les boys...

 

  

Hubby was so kind as to take a picture of me flailing around on the ice. I swear, when I got to the car, I kissed my boots. I was never so happy to walk on solid ground.