Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Saturday, May 21, 2011
For starters - NO surgery for his broken collar bone...hip hip hooray.
The doctor was very nice and talkative and said for him to keep wearing the figure eight brace he has been wearing this week. We go back in about two weeks for more x-rays to make sure everything is healing properly. He should be completely healed in about two months.
Hopefully he can get back to normal soon. It's killing him to not be able to do all the regular farm work and him and his dad are getting ready to start baling hay soon. Until then, Im trying to take care of all the chores and him too.
This year I didn't plant a vegetable garden and have had significantly less plants in the yard. I just didn't feel motivated to plant lots of stuff and didn't want to spend hours watering. Now that my yard time is going to limited, I am thankful I don't have a lot of extra plants to take care of.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
You see it all started when his friend gave him an old motorcycle a few weeks ago. It *was* free, but not any more. The motorcycle needed some repairs and Farmall Man is great at fixings things, but unfortunately he broke his collar bone in a wreck Sunday morning.
A motorbike has been on Farmall Man's Santa Claus list since he was a wee little kid and Santa never delivered. Now I'm wishing his friend never decided to get rid of an old bike!
I had gone to memorial day services at the cemetery where my family is buried and spent the afternoon with family. Farmall Man had got some of the minor repairs done and had rode around the field on several occasions when he decided to take off down the road for the first time. He had some trouble on a hill / curve combination and unfortunately he made contact with the pavement.
He picked himself up, rode to the next intersection, turned around, rode home, nearly passed out, and drove himself to the ER ( in the truck ). Notice he did not call me! Truth be told, my phone was on silent during the church service and while we had dinner on the grounds.
When I got home and came inside and found hospital paperwork and prescription drugs on the table I panicked. Of course he wasn't even inside. I had to hunt him up outside,where he explained the whole ordeal.
He is in lots of pain this week and unable to do much of anything. That means I am having to step up and do lots of extra chores. We have lots of animals that get fed and taken care of twice daily. Tomorrow I take him to a follow up dr visit. We are hoping for a good report ( read - no surgery ) from the dr. This will be the first time in nine years that either one of us has been to a dr for anything. It is so hard to see him in so much pain.
Please bear with me as blogging time will be very limited. It's earlier to rise to feed before work, work, supper, chores again, household chores, yada yada yada.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
I made this for my grandmother in the nursing home. Her room is crowded and shelf space is very limited, so this is something that can be hung on the wall beside her bed.
The thing is, I don't feel like it has that "finished" touch. So help me please... What do you think it needs??? I want to give it to her this weekend for mother's day and the nearest craft store is 45 minutes away, so I won't be able to get there before Sunday. I have lots of basic craft supplies here at home. So any creative ideas? I have some blingy butterflies at work that might look good or thinking about making a bird nest to go in it. Whatcha think?
(sorry for the photo quality, it's an iPhone picture)
Sunday, May 1, 2011
I planted this old wash tub, that was resqued from my uncles trash ditch with 4 seperate pots. This allows me to switch out plants during the seasons and minimized the amout of potting soil required to fill the tub. Mulch around the top of the plants hides the fact that 4 plastic, mismatched pots compose this selection.
and so has this little frog in the greenhouse! I've heard the frogs with their nightly chorus and finally today this little fella showed his face. Ever since I found a frog in my shirt at work, a collection of frog memorabilia has been showered upon me and I look foward to seeing my new found friends when I am working in the yard.
We have had several tradgic deaths in our town over the past few weeks and I beg of you, IF YOU DRINK, PLEASE DO NOT DRIVE. Drinking and driving is one of the most selfish things you can do and affects more than just you. The heartache of the families dealing with the loss of a loved one who has been killed by alcohol is so hard to witness.