I have come to find that I am one fast one-handed typist. I was in piano classes for a bit and I was told that I have great span. I am very thankful for it because I can shift+any key on the board with one hand! Go me!
Why is this pertinent? Why because I fractured my elbow! Let me just say that my mood was a sh!tstorm hurricane this week worthy of NOLA. I gimp around and can't reach top shelves because I also bruised my shoulder and hip. ::Sarcasm alert:: Awesome.
How did this tragedy come about? Well, I was trying to clean up some of Emma's backyard bombs. Our yard resembled an ice rink at the time. Emma was burning energy playing with her frisbee and doing laps... one of which was behind me. Her tie-out caught my legs and I was sacked. It was cartoon worthy. I flew into the air! With a thunk (and apparently a snap) I feel on the ice. Emma licked my face as I tried to stand; I still love the little honey bun.
Where is my hopeful 2012? The year is going to improve from here. I keep finding myself saying that. I am not a very religious person. I am jealous of those who are. But I found sayings along the following uplifting...
I will pass His test... but geez Lois, this is worse than stats class. So I have moaned enough, hopefully my next post will not be dripping with such misplaced anger.
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