Friday

little boys and Friday Fun

So Wednesday night, my son took a header on his bicycle while experimenting with 'no hands'. The result was a fractured finger and basic hideous cuts and bruises. Miraculously, he didn't hit his un-helmeted head. When asked about the accident and his future interest in trying the maneuver again, he said, "aww, mom, it didn't work because I wasn't going fast enough."
So I've got ::that:: to look forward to. Next week we'll visit the orthopedist (sp?) and see what he/she has to say. For the time being Chris is glumly wearing a splint.

Most of you have received my new cell phone number, and I would like to encourage you to use it to contact me going forward. (you have my thanks for being such great supportive, loving friends. you guys ROCK!) My job hunt is going excellently well and I'm encouraged. I've applied to numerous positions that I'm excited about and which will pay me a living wage. I'm interested in switching industries, if not careers, and am looking at health and non-profit to hedge against the rapidly declining financial field. There are some awesome openings out there, and I'm working toward getting one of them to come to me. I began looking for apts last week, and was surprised to find there are several locally that are beautiful and affordable. Keeping fingers crossed on all fronts as I move forward. It's hard starting over. Next stop, NannyVille.

Summer approaches, and while there likely won't be any major fun expensive vacations in the works I am at least counting on taking a long weekend alone at some point. Oh, and my roses are in bloom. Photos to be posted later when the gloom of this rain passes by us. It's been a whole week of bad weather, leaky powder room ceiling, and flooded garden. Yuck. I could use a bout of sunshiny weather.

Happy weekend to all.

for m.r., who knows...

3 comments:

meesh said...

Well yeah, if he had been going faster he would have achieved greater arial lift off, thus missing whatever it was he ran into. (the ground doesn't count!) Glad to hear the little dude is OK and managed to escape major injury. Yikes.

Please, please, e-mail me with your new cell phone #. My phone ate it when you called and refuses to spit it back up. Stupid phone.

I love you ! Hang in there, kiddo...

Shira said...

Love you too, my dearest friend. I'm hanging...still hanging...
yep, hanging.
: >

Anonymous said...

Glad the boy is okay. I strong suggest Super-Gluing a helmet upon a certain head (and I ain't talkin' about yours).

Good luck with the hunts.