"Gravity is not my friend anymore."

I had a bit of bad luck this afternoon that turned into a bit of good luck.

I was walking down the road, looking at the creek, trying to decide if I had a beaver or a log, not paying one bit of attention to where I was going.

Next thing I know, whoomp, I was on my rear end.
I'd put my foot in a hole and down I went.
Luckily, there was no traffic, because when you're nearly three hundred pounds, it takes a little bit of doing to get up off the ground.
I was sitting right on the edge of the road behind a blind hill.

I managed to wiggle my way up on my feet and limp down to the library. As I was assessing the damage, there was none, just aches. Heron drove by. “Hey, you want a ride?” I told him, “you’d better believe I do. I’d just fallen and wasn’t sure about getting back home.” So we got a ride home.

Once I got home and I looked myself over more carefully, I realized I got lucky and there’s no damage.
I just ache all over.

After Cowboy went to work, Badger and I walked down to the creek church. There were kids playing on the playground, so it wasn’t as peaceful as usual. Still, it felt good to get out of the house.

It started to rain, so we headed home. By the time I’d gracefully stumbled into my hole, the rain had already let up. We could’ve stayed a bit longer, but this is the time of year when the afternoon storms roll in. Neither of us wanted to risk getting caught in a storm without a safe place to take shelter.

The rest of the evening was just TV.

A quick, unsponsored find I had to share.
If you have cats, go to Chewy.com and type in “Yeowww!”
You'll bring up a bunch of cat toys.
The banana is kitty crack.
Badger bought a flower, and it showed up tonight.
They're OK with it, but the banana drives them crazy!
They just adore the banana.
I have to keep replacing it, although it's been a good four years, and it hasn't been ripped apart.
They just get dirty, and if you wash them, you kill the catnip.
I’ve never seen that brand sold anywhere except Chewy.
I don't know what kind of catnip is in those things, but my cats are addicted and they will fist-fight to snag one from a sibling.

Tomorrow is Wednesday, and with three churches just a short walk away, they’ll all be holding their midweek services. That means no sitting at the horse or creek church, and no taking shortcuts through the Baptist parking lot. We'll have a day of rest, and the way I feel right now, I need it.

With that, I'm heading to bed.