I was visiting with one of my parishioner's in the front yard today. Luke (a.k.a. Lucifer) was joyfully gallivanting around the yard, a huge smile on his face, bouncing, playing, having a great time. He came up at full speed, weighing in at around 75-80 pounds, and look me out at the knee's. He hit my good knee (sideways) and, unlike the last fall which happened at the speed of light, this one was in slow motion.
Of course, I landed on my already injured side and caught myself with the wrist that has been broken several times in the past. It is sprained and I hurt all over. If I didn't love the big pain in the A&$, I would be really mad but he looked so sorry and contrite that I just lay there laughing at him. Now if I can't get out of bed in the morning I might not be feeling as charitable but for now he is sitting at my feet, gnawing on a tasty bone with no worries in the world. You gotta luv something that loves you so much that you can't leave the room without him right behind you. Y'alls prayers for the removal of the jinx need to be said with more fervor. I can't handle many more falls.
One of my very best friends, who is in seminary in Fort Worth, was in a terrible-seeming car accident yesterday. She flipped her car several times and was in ICU overnight, but miraculously she was discharged today. God is good.
Ryss tested in Karate for her Blue Belt today and got a perfect score. She is getting pretty good at this karate stuff. I may need to put her in a weight-lifting kind of sport because if I keep getting injured she will have to carry me everywhere.