Many happy returns to me on my astrological birthday, when I set the tone for the coming year by having chocolate cake for breakfast and doing some pruning and watering in the *garden* in the afternoon.
I can knit again, albeit slowly and awkwardly, so am catching up on unwatched episodes of Dr. Phil and in general returning to something like normalcy since that fateful day on February 12th when I lunged for a ball, tried to return it with a backhand and have spent the time ever since recovering from a broken wrist, just in case anyone reading this missed the news flash.
Wrist is now in a removable splint but will spare readers images until arm begins to resemble an arm and not a chicken's neck.
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