A change of plans for the afternoon.

So, this one time Robert was putting together the new shed and went to catch a metal brace that was slipping and instead caught his hand on a piece of the metal siding. That changed the day and off to the emergency room we went. Pretty impressive bandage.

10 stitches and 1 tetanus shot later.......

One of the neat things was that a second year PA student sutured him. She knows who Megan is, so we chatted the whole time. I told her Megan would be jealous that she didn't get to do the suturing. Another bonus, we were out of the E.R. in one hour and 20 minutes., that's gotta be a record. Pretty impressive laceration.

New windows.

Yeah the new windows came today and the installation has started. They look fantastic, and we don't get as much street noise either.

The bummer part is that they didn't show up on Thursday to finish the job, and as it turns out it will be Monday before it is complete. So, once again we live in a little chaos..........

Rainy days and Wednesdays...

So, I'm noticing a theme if my life recently. Wednesdays are a BUMMER of a day for me. Last Wednesday I was in triage at work and got yelled at by everyone. Doctors, nurses, patients, pharmacists and desk ops. Then I found out one of my favorite patients was going on hospice. So, I left work beaten up and tearful. Today I was in the infusion room and we were slamming busy because of the holiday on Monday. I didn't get yelled by everyone, only the pharmacist (this time I snapped back) So, again I left work beaten up and tearful and it was raining. I got home to new windows being installed upstairs. (yeah) but, that left my house in a mess, and there was dog hair everywhere. And Sabueso had been sick in Drew's room and Drew only partially cleaned it up. So, I angrily finished that, and vacuumed the house. Robert thoughtfully took the dogs for a walk and then mopped the bathroom floor for me. (thanks honey) I think that it is because Wednesday night is the night our community group meets and that has really become a life line for me. I think that the ploy to the enemy of my soul is to have me so tired and cranky I don't want to go. Well I'm saying out loud "get thee behind me Satan". I need the fellowship of other Christians and I am always grateful for the time we have to fellowship together.

Psalm 55
For the director of music. With stringed instruments. Amaskil of David.
1 Listen to my prayer, O God,
do not ignore my plea;
2 hear me and answer me.
My thoughts trouble me and I am distraught
3 at the voice of the enemy,
at the stares of the wicked;
for they bring down suffering upon me
and revile me in their anger.
4 My heart is in anguish within me;
the terrors of death assail me.
5 Fear and trembling have beset me;
horror has overwhelmed me.
6 I said, "Oh, that I had the wings of a dove!
I would fly away and be at rest-
7 I would flee far away
and stay in the desert;
Selah
8 I would hurry to my place of shelter,
far from the tempest and storm."
9 Confuse the wicked, O Lord, confound their speech,
for I see violence and strife in the city.
10 Day and night they prowl about on its walls;
malice and abuse are within it.
11 Destructive forces are at work in the city;
threats and lies never leave its streets.
12 If an enemy were insulting me,
I could endure it;
if a foe were raising himself against me,
I could hide from him.
13 But it is you, a man like myself,
my companion, my close friend,
14 with whom I once enjoyed sweet fellowship
as we walked with the throng at the house of God.
15 Let death take my enemies by surprise;
let them go down alive to the grave,
for evil finds lodging among them.
16 But I call to God,
and the LORD saves me.
17 Evening, morning and noon
I cry out in distress,
and he hears my voice.
18 He ransoms me unharmed
from the battle waged against me,
even though many oppose me.
19 God, who is enthroned forever,
will hear them and afflict them—
Selah
men who never change their ways
and have no fear of God.
20 My companion attacks his friends;
he violates his covenant.
21 His speech is smooth as butter,
yet war is in his heart;
his words are more soothing than oil,
yet they are drawn swords.
22 Cast your cares on the LORD
and he will sustain you;
he will never let the righteous fall.
23 But you, O God, will bring down the wicked
into the pit of corruption;
bloodthirsty and deceitful men
will not live out half their days.
But as for me, I trust in you.

Its me again, Robert the Handyman

Here is the new back wall and door. Now we can get our motorcycles out of the shop without twisting the handlebars. The wall rebuild is done. Now just a couple of days to repair some of the siding and it will be ready for the insulation man.

Margaritas and Pride and Prejudice.

I was invited to Megan's tonight for Margaritas and to watch Pride and Prejudice with the girls. It was fun to be included with Megan's friends. So, we drank Margarita's and we could pretty much recite the lines to P and P. There were several funny things we gleaned from the movie, like things not to say when proposing. "Dear Cousin" and "against my better judgement". But, by far the funniest line of the night was when Megan made me a margarita and tasted it saying "kid tested, mother approved" Not something usually said about margaritas.

Here is Bujeau thinking he is a lap dog.

The Augusta Canal.

Robert and I were invited to take a canal tour by our friend Kim and Ann. There were 29 people on this great boat called a Peterson boat. It was a bring your own picnic dinner cruise. The tour started at 5:30 p.m. and ended about 8:30p.m.

Going along the canal. It was lovely and serene.
A turtle on a log.

One of the many factories that sprang up in the late 1800's due to the success of the canal being built.
The weather was nice. It was a little warm on the first half of the tour. But, on the way back it was almost chilly. We had a great time. We would highly recommend this for those of you who live in the Augusta area.

Visiting family.

Robert and I went to South Carolina Friday night to visit with my sister and her family and my Dad. We talked about taking our motorcycles, but it was raining when left Augusta. So, we opted for the car. This is my great nephew Nick, he is twelve and only agreed to this picture because his Dad made him.
My sister holding a cute tree frog.

This is the back of their place. It is a wonderful little house that they pretty much gutted and started over. They have done lots and lots of work over the last eight years. The latest additions being the screened porch and the great deck around the pool.

We had a nice time. My Dad barbecued which is always good and my sister and I got to spend some time going to a quilt store and visiting some antique stores.

Ouch to my pride and my leg.

So, I was leaving the parking lot at work going down hill and trying to avoid a pot hole and turn right...........Then I dropped my motorcycle. Ouch. I hit my right leg, but it didn't get caught under the bike which is a good thing. The crossing guard saw what happened and called the MCG police so he came and checked my license and ran my tag. He asked if I was okay and told me I was going to be sore in the morning. (he was right about that) I told him my pride was what hurt the most. Ouch.

Let's all go to the drive in.

As it turns out, there is a great drive-in about 30 miles away in South Carolina. So, we packed up a picnic dinner and headed out to see Prince Caspian, Saturday night. Even though it is the middle of May the weather was chilly so it's a good thing I threw in a couple of quilts. This is the back of the quilt, I couldn't get them to turn it around for the picture. The drive in was fun, though Drew said it was too distracting and he felt the movie was washed out by the moonlight. Hmm I think just adds to the ambiance. The movie was fun, if you go in telling yourself, it is not the book. Which, honestly you have to do a lot when they turn books into movies. The other thing is that it makes for a really late night since the movie starts at dark......

Some more pictures from Key West.

The view of the lighthouse from the "Hemingway" house.








The schooner at sunset.






The ocean. *sigh*















The beautiful iron work on the city building.




An anchor at Fort Jefferson.






I love shots like these doorways at Fort Jefferson.



















And shots like this, view out of the "window" looking at the ocean.

This is a shot of the boats that 30-40 Cubans would cram onto to try to get to the U.S. This is a sobering thought. If they can make it to the land then they get into the system. If they are caught even a foot from the shore they are sent back to Cuba.