Saturday, December 02, 2006
My 9 year old grandson from Australia fell and broke both bones in his arm yesterday. He had to be in the hospital overnight and is still on painkillers which explains the groggy appearance. Such bad luck. No swimming all through the holidays because he will be in a cast for at least 6 weeks. He will have to stay home and keep the arm elevated for at least a week. Right now he is saying he wants to stay home until the new year but I think that may get old fairly quickly. I only wish we could be there to help entertain him or at least give him a big hug.
Today will be a day of working on machine quilting the nine patch but I usually end up with a sore neck and back when I do too much of it so I will have to pace myself a bit more.
I think hunting season ends today (I hope!) so we will be able to go for a walk when we feel like it again. Simba will be the happiest dog on the planet. He can't figure out what is wrong with us that we are never walking anymore.