There might be some unfortunate readers that have been waiting breathlessly for a continuation of this exciting saga, but the story must wait for a few weeks. In addition to the interruption of the holidays and not a small bit of sloth on my part, I find that using a keyboard with one hand to be quite difficult.
You see, I broke my left hand while unwisely trying to walk across our ice-covered alley while wearing cowboy boots. It was an accident that could have easily been avoided just by turning around to walk just 50 feet farther on bare, concrete sidewalk.
Age, it seems, has made me no wiser.
Lazy, old and dumb. Three words I never thought would come to mind when thinking of you, Jan.
Can’t do a thing about old but admitting you are lazy yet still deciding to take the shorter, ice-covered path was just plain dumb. Take Care! Steve
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Thanks for the wisdom. My cast is becoming malodorous. Any suggestions?
Hi Jan, Sorry to learn of your pain. Hope your healing goes well. Hi to Sheila. Still waiting breathlessly, Mike and Rosie
Breath. Breath. Its the only way to stay alive.
Yeah, I have to admit to being one of your misguided and now less-than-sated groupies. I guess I’ll have to resort to the latest Jack Reacher episode for my literary thrills. I was going to save it for our Mexico trip next month but leave me no choice.
I always thought Reacher was a foreigner.
Damn. Just when I thought there was hope for all of us getting older and wiser, you shatter the myth!
I know. I thought I was near enlightenment.
Well, the broken hand did get me out of a hockey game where I probably would have ended up with a concussion at least.
Just finally getting through stuff from over the Holidays! Omg! I hope you’re healing well!! xoP.
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