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- Melanie
Clunk-thwack! Clunk-thwack!
That sound you hear coming down the hall would be me.
Dr. Scholl�s used to be a lot easier to wear when I was a kid. Smaller shoe, smaller foot, smaller me.
::repeat to self: I�m toning my calves, I�m toning my calves::
Hello to all those new visitors from message boards and knitting groups. I blame Paula. 
She linked this entry on the Yahoo knitting group she posts to, and I�ve gotten all sorts of odd (but not unwelcome) traffic since.
Dinner Tuesday night was lovely. We sat out on the deck. At one point, I leaned back, drink in hand, and said to Huz, �See, this is my idea of bliss.� Loaf of bread-jug of wine-thou kinda thingy, coupled with a water view. A perfect apple martini, Oysters Rockefeller, oven-roasted catfish with a crab-cornbread dressing, sweet pertater fries, strawberries in a chocolate cup with fresh whipped cream and a glass of blueberry port to top it off. And lovely, not-too-hot weather. Beautiful, at least until the sun set and the bugs were upon me like the proverbial white on rice.
I am bug nirvana. �Scuse me while I get my Sally Field on, but they like me�they really like me! Thing is, I thought I only actually got one bite, but swatting them away just made me totally paranoid. At the moment, I am one big itch. A walking histamine. And the �one-day delay� has set in. My body says, �Hah! You thought you only had one bite! This would be me lulling you into a false sense of security! What�s that bump on your arm? And that red mark between your toes?�
Pass the calamine, would you?
Mom is going in for back surgery July 19. Her doctor told her it�s really the only option, and even with that there�s no guarantee that she�ll get relief. Seems he won�t know until he�s opened her up how bad things really are. Dad and Kevin have been petrified, thinking �If we tell her to have the surgery and she dies, it will be all our fault!� Because that�s the way excessively neurotic Jews work.
::repeat to self: I�m not part of their gene pool, I�m not part of their gene pool::
We (we being me, Mom, Dad and Huz) have a consult with her doctor next week. I guess it�s to address any concerns we have, and for him to tell us what will be expected of us (and her, of course) once she�s home. My brother is coming in for the week, which may or may not enable me to still attend Falcon Ridge. I�ll see how it all plays out, because I�m more than a little leery of being on a farm in the middle of nowhere with no cell reception while my mom�s laid up in bed.
The photo du jour, from our campus:
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