Remember
this post? Specifically how I fell in the river, and some women were making some slightly catty remarks about me traipsing around slippery rocks while being pregnant and one of their husbands shouted at the top of his lungs, in a perfect Larry the Cable Guy accent, "That baby's safe in its embryotic sac!" Well, I'm glad he was right, because I fell off of our porch today. Yeah, from the top. I have no idea really what happened. I just stepped right off of the top step, and tumbled down the rest of the way. Luckily my instincts must have kicked in, because I stuck out my elbow and was able to break the fall for my belly. But holy cow, my elbow hurt so badly that I lay there stunned for a while. The boys and Bryce were outside with me and they came over. Ewan was very concerned, but when I asked if my fall scared him, he said no. Later he told me he was unhappy when I fell because he's always unhappy if I hurt myself and that it worried him. I'm fine now, just kind of sore, and my elbow is not happy at all. I'm just glad that's all it was, because it really could have been bad.
But back onto lovely things, didn't
Missy do the BEST JOB ever on my blog? I love it so much, and as I've told her repeatedly, I cannot thank her enough! Everything is still pretty much a work in progress as I decide what to do with my other columns because I really want to change most of what I have on here. For now, it's just so pretty to look at. This is why I wanted to go back public, it's too awesome to hide from the world.
And the second lovely thing, my little sister is going in tomorrow have her first baby. I wish I could go down to Austin and see him after he comes, but I don't think it's going to be possible. I'm sending her my thoughts and love via the Internet.
