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Owie

Owie is Minnesota-speak for injury. Usually said in one of those sugary-sweet tones of voice adults sometimes use to children as in, “Do you have an owie?”

Yes, I certainly do.

I’m not sure exactly what the doctor said. It was something like, “inflammation of the Achilles bursa.” Which basically means sharp pain in the back of the heel.

Does mine hurt? No. Not, if I don’t move. Trying to walk, however, is very painful.

So, the doctor gave me stretching exercises to do. That’s right. If it hurts to move, the treatment is to move it. Not just to move it but to stretch and hold the sore part of your body. As odd as that sounds it works. When I stretch that tendon before I get up, it hurts less to walk.

The other part of the bad news is the doctor said healing is measured in weeks not days.

So much for my exercise program.

The good news is I’ve now lost 10.4 pounds in spite of how little I exercise.

And things are still going better for me than they are for this guy. Check out his license plate.

TTYL,

Linda

Celebrate!

Today is the official day for celebrating our nation’s independence. This is often done by shooting off fireworks which most people have long forgotten are a symbol of the battles we fought to gain our freedom.

The people across the river have been setting off fireworks all week but they’ve been the kind that make lots of noise without lots of beauty. Since we’ve been hearing these all week we weren’t surprised to hear even more of them last night.

That’s too bad because we missed what was apparently a beautiful display. Dave discovered that only when he was going to bed.

He heard voices outside our bedroom window so he looked out and discovered neighbors sitting at our newly refurbished picnic table watching the display across the river. Before we could get clothes and shoes to go join them, it was all over and our neighbors were clapping and cheering.

I wonder if there will be a repeat tonight?

TTYL,

Linda

Par-tay

We finally met more neighbors. We are spending the evening at the clubhouse taking shelter from passing storms. So far all the damaging storms have indeed passed–just west of us. Close enough to see them and to get some wind and rain but no damage here. Now we are in a lull before one more is due through. Several people are taking advantage of this lull to go grab a quick supper. But, we were just finishing eating when our weather alert radio went off so we’ll just stay here until the next round passes, too. It is on track for a more direct hit and the warnings have included advice to leave mobile homes since the first one recorded 80 mph winds. In the meantime this is a much more comfortable place to shelter than the park bathroom in which we spent time our first summer.

TTYL,

Linda

Ps. The storms have moved on so we are safely home again.

It’s morning!

I function best if I sleep nine hours a night. But I am a night owl. So, if I stay up until two o’clock like I did this morning that means I will have my best day if I sleep until eleven o’clock. But…

A day or two ago Dave asked a neighbor about the process of getting propane here. Do they deliver to motorhomes or do we need to drive somewhere? I had seen a propane truck driving through the park but Dave doubted we could just flag him down. But, Paul said yes we could. We could also call to schedule a delivery but there’s an extra charge for that. Well, Paul must have told the driver we inquired because about nine-thirty this morning: boom, boom, boom. The propane guy was at our door wanting to know if we wanted some. So Dave bought propane and I went back to sleep.

Less than an hour later I was awakened by people talking right outside my bedroom window. Then our front door slammed again. So, I got up and inquired. There are people out there surveying the lot lines.

So, I surrendered. I am up. But I am not awake.

TTYL,

Linda

ps. Just as I was posting that the Schwan’s truck driver stopped to see if we wanted anything even though we hadn’t ordered for today’s delivery. No one understands us night owls need to sleep in. But, we now have steaks and wild Alaskan salmon filets in our freezer so at least there’s some payoff for not being allowed to finish sleeping this morning.