Hauled the spousal unit's gluteus maximus to the Mennonite hospital in Cornfedton this morning. He got his right knee replaced. Only about three years after it should have been. And guess how he spent Sunday? Cutting down trees. The surgeon was not amused.
Posting may be sporadic for a few days.
Update: they have a German chaplain so I got to spreche the Deutsch for a bit.
Update, part deux: they also have a great thrift shop just across the street. I got four silk scarves, some doily pattern booklets, and a 1950 copy of the Betty Crocker Picture Cook Book.
Update: they have a German chaplain so I got to spreche the Deutsch for a bit.
Update, part deux: they also have a great thrift shop just across the street. I got four silk scarves, some doily pattern booklets, and a 1950 copy of the Betty Crocker Picture Cook Book.
















