These are random musings of my life journey, the people, animals, places, and events which have woven, and continue to weave, a tapestry that is me. We all know there is no real destination, only the ongoing experiences which blend together, creating the trail. Each step gives a glimpse of what is to come, without allowing me to see the end result. It is exciting. I have a home base that is mine, that gives me a place to rest. This is it. This is where my heart is, no matter where I journey...................

Monday, September 28, 2009

Flying without Wings

Linda and I made another trip to Roswell today, this time to take down her exhibit and bring it home. It was amazing that what took a couple hours to put up was down in less than 30 minutes! As I finished taking down the last piece that required the ladder, I descended the ladder and missed the bottom step. That goodness it was the bottom one! I wasn't hurt, just jarred a little as I took a very long step to the ground, but I tipped the ladder just a bit, enough to bump my wrist and ended up with a bruise. Sheesh. I told Linda that I was filing Worker's Comp. She just laughed at me. I don't get it. The good thing is that now the right arm has a bruise to offset and/or match the left one with several small bruises from hauling tree branches yesterday. I look like I've been in a fight, but only from wrists to elbows!

And, of course, you know that as long as we were there, we just HAD to do a little shopping. We have become very proficient with our shopping. We enter a store like storm troopers, grabbing things on our list, then taking time to mosey a little, "window shop," if you will, and be out of the store in less time than most people can imagine. Believe it or not, we have mastered this so well that neither of us feels rushed in the process, and if we choose to take longer, neither gets uptight about it either. We be good at it!!

After our shopping was done, we headed to a restaurant that was recommended last time we were there, only to learn that they are closed on Monday! We tossed a coin and decided, before it hit the flip, that Red Lobster was calling us. We followed the voice and had a delicious lunch.

Next a stop at Papa Murphy's for a pizza to bring home for dinner, Dairy Queen for a Moolatte for the drive home, and we hit the road. On the way home we were laughing about how well we did in our swarming of the stores!

After dropping off Linda at her studio and unloading her things, I drove home. Look at the wonderful sky and mountains I watched as I drove.

Home again, home again, jiggidy-jog!


  1. Lyn - sorry you were injured!

    I was thinking...there could be a new reality show about you and Linda and your jaunts and escapades.

    Glad you had fun.

  2. Thanks, Cheryl!

    Ruth, oh, it's nothing serious, thank goodness. Reality show? I donno. Would that be "not reality, ACTUALITY"?? LOL!

  3. Glad you weren't more seriously hurt but sometimes a "jar" can be pretty painful!
    Nothing like a good shopping buddy!

  4. I know, Queenie. I'll watch out for those aches that sometimes follow.


If you have something to say about it, just stick out your thumb, and I'll slow down so you can hop aboard! But hang on, 'cause I'm movin' on down the road!!! No time to waste!!!