Oops! Way More Fun Than a Poke In The Eye With a Sharp Stick!

I meant to save this as a draft . . . had to leave before it was finished  ;+O

Last week was quite a week in so many ways.  I got to spend time with two of the greatest sister-in-laws, just got aways for a few days . . .yes, of course i got home sick, but some time like that helps build a little more appreciation for being able to stay at home most of the time.

While in the valley, I received the news that a wonderful friend had passed away.  Though not a surprise, it was hard to take.  Then it was time to go and get a poked in the eye with a sharp "stick".


It was scary.  I have lived long enough to know that "it" doesn't always happen to the other guy.  I was so relieved and grateful when they took the bandage off the next morning and I could already see better than I have for many years.  Over the next three months my vision should continue to improve as my retina heals, so I am pretty excited to get back to business . . .  and maybe be able to sew straight again!  Who knows, I may even break out the power saws, etc. soon . . . .  So there Stephen!  I caught him telling Mariah, "forget the keys, we're going to have to take your mom's power tools away from her."  The nerve . .  I've never taken off more than 1/8 inch off of my fingers.


Anyway, today was so much more fun letting the girls dust the scary masks in the Monkey Room.  Lincoln agreed, when he got here!