dawn_mo
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over wood planks Bub left on the deck. They weren't in a bad place, he had them up against the railing. I however, tripped on the end of them. There I am, laying splat on the deck. I can look in and see Bub playing a computer game with headphones on. My son is sound asleep on a Sunday morning. While I was laying in a heap on the deck, keeping my eyes out for incoming vermin and such, it came to me. I want to bake. Seriously, that is what I was thinking about. Not pain, which I have, think Mac truck whisking you off the road, but loaves of bread. Are we all like this, or is it just me.
I called my friend to tell her what happened, and she literally told me to call her back in five days, because she had stitches in her lips and couldn't laugh.
My other friend, breaks more things than I do, so she isn't any good. So here I am. Life is good. Even the bad crap. My grandson is alive and well and playing soccer. A year ago, he was in KU having brain surgery. Life's bumps put everything in perspective. Hand me some Aleeve please. (smile)
I called my friend to tell her what happened, and she literally told me to call her back in five days, because she had stitches in her lips and couldn't laugh.
My other friend, breaks more things than I do, so she isn't any good. So here I am. Life is good. Even the bad crap. My grandson is alive and well and playing soccer. A year ago, he was in KU having brain surgery. Life's bumps put everything in perspective. Hand me some Aleeve please. (smile)