Angie: September 2007 Archives

That's me. I asked Steve to sharpen some kitchen knives. He did. I made a nice filet of my left hand. Skin too soft for stitches to do much good. I was out at the barn working with my goats. Upon leaving I stepped in a hole and fell, twisting my ankle. It has been swollen out like I have a softball under my skin. It makes for a very long day to hobble around using one hand for chores. Gracie is back in school and loving it. She is learning to play the viola. I have made some good headway on my attempt to learn to play the autoharp this summer. Steven is trying to talk up a storm. He slept for 11 hours the other night. Ha! I was awake off and on all night listening for his little noises - that he NEVER made. I may never see a full nights sleep again. Life is good. It really is. Even with bum hand, foot and sleepless nights.