Got up yesterday feeling great. Went to services and brought chicken home for lunch. (Sister is not able to go with me.)Spent a quiet and restful afternoon. Got up and dressed for Sunday afternoon services and my stomach began to rumble. You guessed it!!

While dressing in the morning, I reached "way over" to turn on another light and fell off the dressing table stool. It hurt a bit, but I forgot about it. That evening about 7 p.m., it hit with a bang and I couldn't walk on my left leg. And the right knee hurt also. My sister and I got a laught about both of us being unable to walk. By using a cane, I am able to creep about. Put a knee brace on the left leg and it holds it in place and I believe I can give up the cane.

Someone - don't know who - put my paper on the front stoop today. I was so thankful. Don't know who and it has never happened before. Looks like my secret friend knows I can't walk well today.

If my yardman doesn't come today, the home owners association may fine me. My lawn has really grown since the rain. My little dogs are almost up to their bellies in grass. Two have such short legs.

I had planned to go to the mall today and shop till I drop. But, guess that will have to wait. I have a gift card from my son that I thought I had lost, but it was in my billfold and I didn't recognize it until yesterday.

Must get up and doctor my dogs. I give them heartguard each month and it's that time.

Take care all you friends, Nena