I went out yesterday for several hours and I felt like an animal must feel when caged for some time and is then released. We had an errand to run in Asheville so I basked in the delight of sunshine, leaves, breezes blowing and just even in sitting in the car while Wayne grocery shopped. I had not worn my "boot" that was given to me to wear instead of that awful splint I had post op. The boot is even worse. It makes my foot hurt something fierce while on and I am not able to move my foot around in the car because the boot is so large and cumbersome. I was very careful not to put weight on my injured foot. I could prop the foot up on the dashboard and lean back and be cool. I said my obligatory prayer and 95 Allah'u'Abhas and then just sang as many of the Baha'i songs that I have committed to memory that came to mind. I had a ball! I was at peace with myself and felt so liberated just being out of the house. Isn't that the weirdest?
After we drove home I was able to go into the basement for the first time since I returned home from AZ. I rolled around in my "wheels" and saw all of the progress Wayne has struggled to make to create the room we want in the basement. There is still much work to be done yet it looks much better now. We need a "family work day" to really make a difference in a short amount of time. Any takers on that?
After my time in the basement I then "hopped" onto the golf cart and rode around the property to see all of the outside work Wayne has accomplished this summer. He has transplanted wild daisys and violets into our rock wall/garden along with some of my creeping pholx from the entrance to the driveway out front. Our newly planted boxwoods survived the winter and look healthy. They just need to do a lot of growing. We rode around the "lower" flat area where the house site once was and critiqued the erosion spots. Things look like they are holding up fairly well. Back up in the front yard I saw the transplanted raspberry bushes taken from our property along the road way away from the house and yard. We hope they will survive and give us raspberries by next year.
Gotta run, breakfast is redy. Love to all...
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
Cabin Fever
It is a shame that it takes bones so long to heal. Especially when those broken bones prevent one from walking. Try hopping around on one foot without putting any weight on the other one. Try sitting in one's house day in and day out without being able to go anywhere. If I have to spend many more days of watching Little House on the Prairie, 7th Heaven, Touched by an Angel, The Waltons and MASH, I will have each show's script totally memorized. I have already worked enough Sudoku puzzles to choke a horse.
Well, the good news is it should not be as long as it has been. If my visit to my orthopedist on July 2nd will finally allow me to put at least partial weight bearing on my right foot, that will be something to look forward to. Maybe then I will be able to get out of the house more easily.
On a cuter note, I have put some pics of the Eury pets in AZ. First is Vivian and doesn't she just lay the cutest you have ever seen?
Then there is LingLing hiding under the chair.

Last is Cash who really gets into chilling big time.
Well, the good news is it should not be as long as it has been. If my visit to my orthopedist on July 2nd will finally allow me to put at least partial weight bearing on my right foot, that will be something to look forward to. Maybe then I will be able to get out of the house more easily.
On a cuter note, I have put some pics of the Eury pets in AZ. First is Vivian and doesn't she just lay the cutest you have ever seen?
Last is Cash who really gets into chilling big time.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Pics from AZ
I did not have my pics taken while in AZ in my computer yet when i last posted. So here they are:
Alex doing a mean job of cooking breakfast on Saturday.
Bella eating watermelon and lovin it.
Sofia at the restaurant where we celebrated her birthday.
Can't say with my foot down any longer. I will show the animals in the house tomorrow.
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