It’s been a week of broken here.
On the serious side, my 80+ year old Grandma broke her ankle. She needed surgery, has a cast that weighs 13 pounds (she weights only about 100 pounds), and she needed to go to a nursing facility.
On the lighter side, Mom broke one of my plates today while preparing my mid-morning snack. The plate slipped out of her hand like a frisbee, fell to the floor, broke in half, and scattered my food into both the kitchen and living room! Luckily it was one of my least favorite plates. The worst part is they were hurrying to an appointment for Grandma, and didn’t have time to make me another snack. I was famished waiting 3 hours for my next meal!
Hopefully we done with breaking things for a long time.
We’re busy visiting Grandma and finding a place to care for her for the next few months while her leg heals. She’s not allowed to use that leg for the next 3 months! But we’re trying to visit all of you as much as we can. It’s always a nice break from all this serious Grandma stuff (pun intended!)