This weeks goings on

I've been fighting a little bug, I brought home. I passed it off to Clyde and it seems he gave it back. Well, today I fought like a tiger. OTC drugs and o.j. and warm blankets. It is such a beautiful day, chilly but clear. It's been so long since we've seen sunshine. Would love to be in the front flower bed weeding and preparing it for winter.

This afternoon we will take dinner over to Gma B's. It's been smelling the place up all day. Roast, carrots, onion, celery and potatoes in the crockpot. Also, we have black-eyed peas, cornbread and turnip greens. YUM! She is looking forward to it , too. It's fall.....

Crown molding and New Car

Oh.. what A week can do...

We feel so much better. My seat belt burn has gone from red to brick red (looking like a hatchet got me) to pale pink. My bruises have gone from blue to golden yellow and gone. I feel much better and Clyde is getting around better, too. He just has back problems. Thank-you for good drugs. Will probably go shopping for a car next weekend. Insurance adjuster just got over to Tyler ,Thursday, so it is taking some time to get this all cleared up. Thanks to my friend Polly for taking me to and from work. Things are fine. Here are a few better pictures of the Tundra (or what is left of it).

Picture of Tundra

Tundra gone to Tundra heaven

Well, we totaled the Tundra yesterday. fishtailing and rolling it down I-20. Had my 1st ambulance ride to Tyler Hospital. We are okay, bruised and tattered, but well, it could have been a lot worse. I have a knot on my head and sore shoulder and neck burns from the seatbelt. Clyde's back is sore. I guess that's what happens when you flip a big guy 3 times. Thanks for our pray before leaving and seatbelts. We are taking it easy today. It's raining again. Never again will we go to the temple when it is raining. Texas' roads are good till they get wet.

TODAY IS A NEW DAY

Today I am not so anxious, crazed, or out of control. I had a short blip in my health journey, and have paid for it dearly. All things are returning to normal. Each day I feel better and don't feel like I will have to cancel the trip to Utah. Clyde continues to be optimistic ("we'll just tie you to the hood") and has over-planned and measured eveything to the optimum. I let my band get too tight. I thought I had it under control, I really did't have time for an appointment , I could make it. It was too tight to began with, but when mammoth stress was added a few weeks later, it became a problem. A harder lesson was never learned. I won't be doing it again. I'm squeezing in a little quilting in, how do you like this square?

How did I get to this point?

My life is the pits