Good For Nothin'

That's me. Good for nothing since I fell. I'm using a cane and a walker. Funny how pride goes away when you're hurtin' for certain. 

Rick's mother, who came to live with him and Katie, is in the hospital. She never got over the pneumonia. We're praying for a complete recovery. 

I've been writing letters to the organization I told you about last time. I can sit just fine, just can't maneuver well when walking, standing, etc., it's too painful. So it's a good time to write letters. I like doing this, I don't have to worry about what I may have told the recipient in the last letter because they won't get a second letter from me. 

March means Spring is just around the corner and that makes me very happy. I hate winter.

Have you been reading Jerry and Anne's blog? They are posting lots of photos and telling about places I've never heard of. It's interesting. Makes me want to go someplace. Oh, yeah, I can't. At least not right now. Going to the kitchen from my craft room, where I have a writing table, is a big deal!