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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Monday, July 21, 2008

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Super Toe to the Rescue

In case you can't tell by the graphic picture, I have a purple toe. Yes, my ring toe (what else do you call it?) was the victim of a smash and bash today.

My sweet daughter, Ms. 21, broke her pinkie toe several weeks ago. It is healing nicely but still not a happy camper, or walker...definitely not kicker. She refers to it as her grape toe. Her story, she was in a rush and ran to get a phone and as she turned a corner, she made it, all but her pinkie.

You'd think a tiny little appendage wouldn't stop an entire human in their tracks. This one did.

Much babying, taping and icing later, she has managed to snag that little sucker only three or four more times. Not pretty.

She claims I could have been more sympathetic. Whatever.

So today, 21 and I took Lily and Lola out on the town. They went through the bank drive-thru and got a puppy treat and oohs and ahhs. Then we went to Petsmart and they got to pick out a toy to share, some "new baby" gifts for a new cousin and a big bag of treats. Fun. Fun. They spent a little time in the car with Grandma (me) while Mommy went into Best Buy (No dogs allowed. The nerve.) They got lunch leftovers and then we headed home.

For some strange reason the puppies, the 70-pound puppies scattered once they were out of the car. First to go potty. Good Girls! Then to sniff and walk the yard parameters.

I held several shopping bags and had my left foot up on the bottom concrete step, readying to go into the house when Lily walked toward me. She then executed some clumsy maneuver and fell. Down two steps. She landed squarely on my ring toe. Bam.

She immediately got up, shook it off and carried on with her doggie business.
Thank heavens my toe was there to break her fall.


Half-Past Kissin' Time said...

OUch! Our dog caused me to break my pinky toe! Kinda my fault, though, as I was chasing him out of the livingroom and caught my toe on the couch. And check out Hubby's broken toe: http://www.halfpastkissintime.com/2008/04/wordless-wednesday.html

Now, be careful. After my toe injury, I messed up my back from walking funny. Be a good girl and do what the doctor says.

P.S. the word verification is Yghki ! Is that funny, or what?

Nora St. Laurent said...

OK, I think that you now have SYMPATHY for your daughter!! That's a heck of a way to do it though. I'm glad that you are having that mother daughter BONDING TIME!! You know that's important. I always knew you were wonder woman!! Ha! Ha!
SERIOUSLY, I'm sorry that you both have had a time of it. I hope that healing comes quickly!!

Blessings and HEALING to you both.

Kim said...


Kelly, your life is filled with animal adventures!


Anonymous said...

what is your foot resting on. Is it somebody's hairy back????
I hope not.
Greetings, from somebody who used to make egg jewely :)
- Me

Anonymous said...

jewelry- yup

Kelly Klepfer said...

Y'all are SO kind.

Don't send gifts, even if it's eggshell jewelry...I'm good. Really.

And I'm healing amazingly well. I think it's my amazing Flaxseed cookies. : )

It hardly looks yghki at all. : )