Confession:I should have written about this earlier, but it's not exactly something you brag about. I was reminded of it, when Penni (an erudite, teacher sort) said that speed limit signs were merely guidelines. I've always believed that. After LeftBrain's surgery, I was driving him home and decided to run by the pharmacy to get his prescriptions. I thought I was in a mild cruise mode when a motorcycle cop pulled me over. I'm in Bethany ( home of all those nice Nazarenes). As he parked his cycle and came to the window, I thought, maybe I have a chance here. I looked at LeftBrain who looked disgustingly alert. He did have a sling on, though. So, I told the cop that LeftBrain had just had surgery and I was trying to get to the pharmacy for his pain meds. He kept on writing, handed me the ticket, and said, "this is the lowest amount by law. It will not appear on your record or effect your insurance." I had heard this before. It's almost like they're doing you a favor. All you have to do is give them 60 bucks, and they'll keep quiet. I probably could have beaten the rap if LeftBrain had had the decency to look sicker.

Bella may not be able to talk, but she sure can let you know how she feels. Look at these pics and click on the "contact" link to let me know what you think she is thinking.

Gardening is another of my hobbies, and, of course, I have pictures. These are the plants that are interesting right now. My mother always had a garden, although hers was full of peaches, grapes, corn, carrots, tomatoes, and all good things. We skipped along a path through the garden to an alley, over a bridge, and finally to school. I remember Mother getting so upset because we accidentally stepped on a plant.They all looked alike to us. Anyway, she gave me a love for digging in the dirt and watching something grow. I hope you enjoy these pics, and please send me photos of any plant or tree you wish to share from your yard.

 

Bridge is one of my obsessions which I haven't spoken about yet. Hope the pic at left piques your interest. Click on the photo or here to see what's it's all about.

For a man who is supposedly in a rehabilitative mode, LeftBrain sure is keeping busy. He has complained about having to go to therapy 3 times a week. However, there are compensations, such as the cute, young therapy techs. They seem to confide in him. I guess they think he's harmless. One of the girls told him that she had paid $65.00 to have her house cleaned. It was a lot to pay, she said, but the lady did a great job. Not a day after the house cleaning, her 2-year-old son told her he had to relieve himself. She was so proud as potty training had literally been hit and miss. They went to the bathroom. He started doing his duty, and then he suddenly turned side to side and sprayed most of the bathroom. "Why do little boys do that?" she asked LeftBrain. Having been there himself, LeftBrain said, " he's just trying to write his name." I'm sure they appreciate him at therapy.