Well, today didn't exactly turn out the way I had planned it. Today was going to be big production in Little Misses crib. I just needed one quick trip to Home Depot to pick up some material to finish Erica's room then the rest of the day was to be spent making sawdust in the shop. Things were going according to plan until I went to straighten up and heard/felt a rather sickening "pop" in my back. The kind that leaves you barely able to breath. That sort of gummed up my plans for the rest of the day. Being fairly well medicated, it was pointed out to me that I had no business around sharp tools, powered or otherwise. So in looking at some old photographs of a time when I was more flexible, I found a remarkable similarity and forty years seemed to slip away...
Hawaii, 2008
Long Beach, 1969
Guess you can't teach an old dog new tricks after all......
6 comments:
Dad! You were so cute!
You are an old man. You're going to have a walker by the time the crib is finished, which may only be next week. Ha ha! Charming aren't I? We'll that's Nurse Ratched for ya. Disc injuries suck. Get better soon...
Dad!!!! How could you!?!?! There is a new rule, no posting pictures on your blog without the consent of everyone in it. I am sorry to hear about your back. Don't worry I will be home soon so the pain in your back won't be nearly as bad as the pain in your ass. Have you heard all the things Jessie and I are going to do this summer? Be worried, be very worried. hahaha
How many pills did you take before taking the 'what flower are you?' quiz?
um....... you should blog more. the end
Is leaving a comment on your blog as impersonal as e-mail?? I love you!!
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