That 'while' turned out to be about 20 minutes. I think they figured out to hold their breath while making their attack. Also, they're figured out they can bite THROUGH clothing, which is a real pain in the butt (now, literally), as who sprays their clothes bits when going out gardening? I do, from now on. It's almost like I should just don a full bee suit before gardening, at all. Can't even picturesquely work in the flower garden of an evening without having the hazmat attitute alert on.
Speaking of which, that spider bite I got a few (4?) weeks back is almost healed up. Seriously, that's how long it's taken. The little black scab where the bite site blistered up is still hanging on, a stubborn reminder of my brush with Nature.
In better news, the carrots are starting to come in nicely! In my weeding spree I accidentally pulled a few up and they're cute little things! Some are about 4 inches long, and I'll bet there are some much bigger still in the ground. Oh, and I pulled up a couple of onions that we missed at harvesttime. They're all going into whatever we make for dinner tonight. Nom nom.
|Not Biff's foot.|
We are, by far, the most obnoxious 'waiters for services' that place has seen in a while. Why? Well, I had a little bouncy ball in my purse, a hangover from Lake Week, and thus a rousing game of seated catch was undertaken. We were nice enough to NOT play when there were other patients waiting for care, but once the room cleared we entertained ourselves quite nicely. Between the game and the movie being shown (Ice Age) it wasn't a bad way to while away some time.
No broken bones, so that's the good news. I think this makes the third time we've been there for a possible broken bone and there's been none. That's even BETTER news.
And that's what's going on in my world. How about you?