Team Canada

Go Canada Go!

The Accident - John Prine

Generally, when the telephone rings after midnight I anticipate it to be that of not a desirable nature. Not so, last night. Telephone rang about 12:20 a.m. - I said hello, voice replies hi - how are you. I said, I am just fine (knowing this gal on the other end was higher than any wave on the Pacific Ocean) and to whom and I speaking with? Young lass replies, this is Pamela. I said, oh Pamela - Mrs. Walkers' daughter - you're the one who hit her head on the mirror. Pammy says what, I didn't hit my head. Yes, you did - John told me; you were with your Mom at 3rd and Green, I replied. By this time Pamela is very confused, there is pausing, aheming, and finally she says I don't think I have the right number. I replied, no Pamela you do no have the right telephone number - you go and check the number you want and tend to your head. She then hung up.

Enters noisemaker - who was that... I said, Pamela but she had the wrong number. He says what's with her head. I replied - you do not want to know it's a John Prine thing. Noisemaker curses a little, I hear him say...it is the middle of the night and you are prinein'. Yep, tis the truth, I prine day or night and even in my dreams.

The Accident (things could be worse) - John Prine

Closing Ceremonies Olympics 2010

Word has it (yes, I receive word even on the mountain side) this guy in the photo may be making an appearance. oh, eh, Neil Y

...long may you run...

Bandages/Bonnaroo

I am a tried, tested, and true person like the old chevy truck commercial but today I became one b*tch. I took the knife and busted up the bandages on the wrist, I stripped it clean down to where I could feel some square thing. The skin is peeling, it itches - it resembles that of a burn. I soaked my hand in lukewarm water, ah - heaven. I think I lost three pounds of dead skin. I near gave noisemaker the big one with my doctoring but eh - you do what you have to do.

Now this Bonnaroo - Manchester, TN - oh my, the johns are playing there - John Prine/John Fogerty. I wonder if they will sing Paradise together. I must do another entry on Paradise.

This Bonnaroo got me singing Waterloo. Noisemaker loves that abba song - lord, I cannot stand it, I have preference to the old country song...where will you be my waterloo, waterloo, waterloo...now get your imagination working overtime for bandages/bonnaroo/bevylou - geez, I have way too much time on my one hand.

It'll Pass

I overworked this morning, my precious wrists are paying a fine price - kind of like the price my great grandchildren will be paying for the Olympics. teehee. I have developed a lump on the right wrist. I did address it to the doctor and it will be dealt with when all the four aces show up in the left hand.

I so hate this one wing bs - I am tired, I am frustrated, and I do have moments where I just feel sorry for myself.

It will pass - All Things Must Pass ~ George Harrison

Martin Brodeur/Kevin Martin

I like hockey, I very much enjoyed it when, in the nhl there were the original six teams.

Last night I watched as the Team Canada goalie, Martin Brodeur thought he should be to the likes of a baton twirler. He had his goalie stick a twirlin' and I am quite certain his toes inside his skates were toe tappin'. I thought to myself, I should email him and pose the question - were you hummin' up John Prine ~ were you hummin' up something prior to game time?

Today I am watching mens curling. It is Canada vs USA. The skip for Canada - Kevin Martin, he must have been toe tappin'/head noddin' along with his team members last night.

For hockey and curling the equipment utilized in the hand is similar. Curling - it is called a broom. Hockey - it is called a stick. It is not a baton like some prine majorette would use dancin' on into a John Prine concert.

Go For Gold Everyone...cause you do...have gold inside of you (John Prine).

One Wing Angel

Women are angels and when our wing becomes broken, we simply continue to fly - on a broomstick - we are flexible.

thanks - janis ferguson

No 9 Pound Hammer 4 Me

It will be some weeks before I can swing the 9 pounder with the left hand. I was to the doctor/therapist today and I am healing well. I was able to see the xrays today - smucksville - what a sight. The bone located on the farthest left part of the left wrist was shattered; to the farthest right that bone was broken too, but not as shattered as the farthest left. Hope that makes sense. Each screw is about 4" long that will be removed in two weeks. I have four screws.

There is no plate. My wrist was too small for screws and a plate. teehee. Dr Nic says it will hurt when the screws are removed- I laughed and told him that is why they invented whiskey!

I received new bandages for the cast today - geez, it is dazzling. I have exercises to do at home, I tried to do some - yikers it hurts. There will be no treatment for the right wrist until the left wrist is fully operational.

Yep, the nine pound hammer is a bit too heavy, buddy - for my size - buddy for my size.

Nine Pound Hammer - John Prine

Vancouver 2010 Olympics

The Olympic Torch as carried by 235, the young lass in the red shirt/black jacket is my nephew's girlfriend - them young folk had a great time taking in the olympic events that were free of charge.

To note - the torch runners get to keep the torch they were running with. Each torch costs $400. The bill for this sideline runs billions, no way to ever recoup costs.

I actually saw this building - you know when - ah, geez, did not I tell ya . . .

Photos - thank you, Blair

Happy Hearts Day

To you and yours - Happy Hearts Day! early/belated whatever tune you dance to.

Dr. called yesterday, I can have the metal in my wrist removed without being put under - I like that news, I welcomed it.

Being one wing, yep - I do get tired. Geez, it is all I have in me to type. I am so thankful to still be able to shower/wash my hair and not fall off my perch. I wear a plastic bag over my cast. The bag works.

Olympics - Vancouver was not my first choice - geez, we will pay - my province will pay. The forgotten, the down and out have already paid.

Sometimes life seems like a sad, fallen situation. Before you know it - you have put your best foot forward, stuck out your big chest and low and behold you are no longer on the road of gravel, pavement - you have struck!

Without A Wing

Without a wing is a temporary set back. I am so afraid to walk in snow or on ice, I am not balanced - even with my walking stick.

I am right handed strong, I write left - I played guitar/bowl - most functions are right. The one I lack is ability thereof is to hold a knife/fork - geez - it is hard to eat.

I see how noisemaker gets himself - from the freezer a container of ice cream - dish one for him and not even ask - would you like a dish?

The gold is not running inside of him.

My Prine Friends have gold - all of them do.