Monday I had a great fall, but not as bad as Humpty Dumpty's though. I was minding my own business walking through my yard trying to find pictures to take. I had pulled a few weeds in the front yard, said to the cat, who wanted in, "I am done out here, but this door is locked. I'll have to go around back." Then turned my ankle and fell flat on my face on the concrete path around the house. SPLAT!

After lying there a minute I realized that I was conscious and only slightly bleeding, since no one was around to help, except said cat, I figured that I had better pick myself up and get into the house. I soon realized that I had broken a front tooth, the tooth had somehow ended up in my hand. The first thing I did after stumbling into the house was call the dentist. Since I had the tooth, I hoped that maybe they had some special glue and could glue it back on. The receptionist said that, no, there wasn't a glue, but I should come in anyway, and they would see what they could do.

At 1:00 I climbed into the dentists chair, the dentist got my hopes up by saying that he could probably fix it temporarily that day. When he started poking around more, he saw that it was cracked through to the root and had to come out. Sheesh! So out it came.

Now I have road rash on my face, bruises on my face AND A missing tooth. That was an ugly tooth anyway!

The dentist said he will have to put in a bridge when it healed a bit.

I won't even talk about the reaction that I had to the pain meds, except to say that I would have rather have had the pain.

Groan

It has been an unusual summer. In this neck of the woods July is the hottest month with 90+ temps and 97% humidity. But not today. Today it was in the upper 70's with fairly low humidity. It was a picture perfect day with painted clouds. We ate watermelon with my in-laws outside and were not baked or bugged. I took some fantastic photos of their garden. My father-in-law keeps honey bees and they were out collecting today.

We always look forward to seeing the bright yellow plane zoom over the house flying so low over the corn fields. It always reminds me of when I was very little and watched "Sky King" on TV (gosh, I'm old). This year we could actually get some good photos of it thanks to my Sony-cam and small telephoto lens. I know there is a way to include pics in the journal, but I think they want money for that. So in my gallery are four of what I think are my best shots of this years crop dusting.

I swear it was only one wind gust, the whole thing was over in 5 minutes, then the sun came out. It started with buckets of marble-size hail, followed by a loud sound. I hit the basement--fast. On the way down, one of my cats streaked past me so fast I couldn't see which one it was. Then it was over. Weird!

I have mentioned that I would a friend of my daughter's a Star Trek wedding dress. The uniform she picked out was probably the most complicated one in the fleet. It was used only once, in the first episode of TNG, Troi's uniform. It was supposed to be a skort, but since my dubious expertise had left the building recently, I decided to make it tunic instead. I thought it would be easier. After much wailing and gnashing of teeth, I got the thing together and it fit her,-- I just needed to fix one thing. Well, to fix the one thing, I had to rip out other things, and next thing I knew, I had it torn completely apart. I got it back together, and looking good, but the bottom hem was badly uneven. I was going to fix one panel of it, but instead of sewing it, I got the bright idea to fix the panel with fabric glue. Needless to say it was a disaster, and I ended up having to replace the entire panel. (luckily I didn't give the extra fabric back to her and had enough fabric.) All turned out ok, and looks pretty good--today I put in the bottom hem. Its still not quite finished, but I'm messing with it as little as possible. I am no longer in the costume making business, in case anyone wondered. Geese!