Friday, December 14, 2012

Oh the things people do......

4am and himself is attempting to move things from the file cabinet top and rearrange the desk:

Whatcha doin'?  Go back to bed silly person.  I have coffee, I have the 'puter..you need sleep.  This 'up' every 3 to 4 hours isn't doing you any good.  I'm fine--content even.

I'm moving the coffee pot to the file cabinet top.

Seriously?  Wow....what a cool idea!

I just need to relocate your wee tree with all the baubles and lights....

What a sweetie......awwww...  .......ummmmm......  Problem!

No problem.  It'll take just a few minutes.  And I think there's enough room here.  Then you can easily reach it.

Ummm....  Coffee in, coffee out?  NOT that I don't appreciate the thought and efforts!  But do ya really wanna be lugging me into the bathroom every hour for hours on end?

Good point!

I have my multi function twinkling lights. I have my wibbley wobbley punkin head guy.  I have my wee tree and my snowmans coaster-- and the cute little angel from the folks at work.  And balloons.  And the dancing penguin guy.  AND I have the bitty bear, two cell phones, the whirly flower and scribble paper with a cup full of cool pencils!

Not much room left on that desk, really.

Enough room for Snoopy lights around the monitor. :-/

We'll talk later......


*shrugs*
6 to 8 weeks the doc said.

Oh.....Did I mention the one doc sang to me?
Uh huh......as the other was plastering and trying not to get slugged. (I didn't slug him!) I got sung to.
He was a bit shy at first--claimin' he couldn't sing.

HA.
I got stuck with the words when I was trying to indulge in the ear worm to ignore the freaking pain--and he unstuck me.
AND he impressed the other doc with his singing voice.


There'll be parties for hosting 
Marshmallows for toasting 
And caroling out in the snow 
There'll be scary ghost stories 
And tales of the glories of 
Christmases long, long ago 


It kinda surprised me when they told me I made their whole week.
*laughing*
I did point out to them that the week was still young-- it was only Tuesday.

I bet they say that to all their broken femurs.

7 comments:

Carol said...

Himself is rather fabulous you know! What a kind thought!

So love that you have scribble paper and lots of coloured pencils and wanna see what you produce!!

C x

barb said...

What fabulous gentlemen around you in this time of great need!!
It sounds like Him is a jewel :)

Keep on healing, my friend.
xox

Spadoman said...

Geez Mel... A broken leg??!! I'm sorry that you have to go through this one. Also sorry I didn't stop by and see this sooner. I'll start prayin' right now, for himself, that will have to live in Hell until the cast comes off. LOL
No laughing matter, I know, but maybe a smile was had.
Really my friend, I'm so sorry. Hope it goes well. It's stupid of me to suggest it, but I will anyway, "Don't worry so much about things you can't do while that cast is on your leg"
There, I said it. The Big Guy wants you sedentary for a while maybem ever think of that?

Peace, love and hugs

LindyLouMac said...

I am so sorry to hear about you breaking your leg Mel! Take Care and you seem to still be smiling through it all.

NoRegrets said...

OUCH! Ok, gotta catch up. Or is this the post announcing it? Wow... that's a big one.

mig said...

Oh oops! I've been missing things!
Hugs! Lots of very gentle virtual ones. xxx

mig said...

Oh darling Mel! What a shame. I do hope it's easing up a bit now.
Goodness - 6-8 weeks! Well even you need a rest sometimes. I just hope the time passes easily.
Oh dear! More hugs.