I had my annual physical this morning and was I ever surprised. Since the Chili's door fell on my foot, my walking days have ended. This foot thing is really strange. I have nerve damage. I've had three doctors tell me that it's permanent. A few weeks ago, Doug and I were lying in bed in the morning and I asked him if his phone was in the bed because I could feel it vibrating. When I got to church, I thought I could feel the vibration of the air conditioning in the floor. Neither time, was it something vibrating. It was inside my foot. Most of the time, it feels like I've just hit my funnybone inside my foot. But, this is new, it feels like a cellphone is vibrating inside it. SO strange. Regardless of what if feels like, I don't get to walk the 3-5 miles a morning that I was walking two years ago. Sadly, as a result of no exercise, I am two sizes larger in clothing, yet according to the doctor's scale, I weigh one pound less today than I did a year ago. I've lost muscle mass and become "flabby". I no likee that! So odd. But, I do love my doctor. He's awesome. We always have a good laugh or two and much teasing. I never mind the "girlie appointment" of the year. He says I'm healthy... good heart beat, good cholesterol, good blood pressure... just a lousy broken foot. Woe is me.
Quayd picked up a shift for someone else last night and worked until almost ten. There's no cellphones in our home after nine. (All electronics are turned into me before bedtime.) He came upstairs at 10:15. "Mom, I know I'm not supposed to be texting this late and I forgot to turn in my phone, but I got two texts at the same time and I had to look." He then explained that two friends wanted to make sure he was invited to "hang out" today. He didn't want to text back, because he's not supposed to, until he let me know he was texting. I asked, "What does "hanging out" entail?" His answer: "We want to go to the temple and do baptisms." Okey dokey then. I guess. Of course, he can go! I was thrilled to hear his plans! So, this afternoon, they went to the temple. Tonight, they went out again to play pingpong and eat. I love that I have an almost seventeen year old son who's idea of a good time in the middle of a summer afternoon is to do church service with his friends! PLEASE let him continue to be such a good boy!!! Here's Quayd just before they left...peeling sunburn and all! Did I mention that he got fried swimming the mile in the river at the ranch last weekend!? Oh, I do love that boy!
It''s cool! It's rained off and on for a couple of days, been overcast and breezy. The pool is chilling fast. We have the backyard Corbridge Reunion here this weekend and honestly, I am wondering if the water will be chilled enough to just close the pool for the season. Once August first comes, the nights are cool enough that we're done with the pool anyway. School in three weeks. Where does the time go!?
And cooler weather means spiders! Two nights ago, just as I was settling in and reaching to turn off the light, a huge wolf spider was crawling along the baseboard. I had creepy crawlies all night long! Doug's already sprayed once and it's time again. August... spiders, harvest time, peaches, tomatoes, cool nights, cool mornings, time to start thinking about soup day. For some reason, this year, I am so not ready.
That's it for the day. I've got tons on my mind but haven't found the words to share yet. In the meantime, life is good.
Our job is to love others without stopping
to inquire whether or not they are worthy.