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Yes. Yep. We'll go with that. I make a mean onion soup and I love Monte Cristo sandwiches. Mmmm..

Thank you much. I think you'll be surprised at the direction Troy's artistic career take him. I did look him up and damn...some really really beautiful paintings he's created.

It had to happen sometime. And this story does have the tag coming of age.

Oh, there's a lot more to come. Y'all should know me by now. There's a fan spinning on high and one of them horses is standing too close

Aww, sorry pup. I had a few minutes to spare before I left the house this morning so I figured I'd get a jump on things early. You were up so quitch yer bitchin'.

MILES Seeing Meg get hurt and the fear and anguish it caused Troy gutted me. It made me more determined than ever to protect him. The accident drilled home just how quickly life could change. It was a scary fact of life. Meg weathered her surgery well and spent two days in the ICU before being moved to the pediatric orthopedic unit. Carson drove down, and the next day, we had the horses loaded and were on our way home. Erik was staying behind with Meg until she was discharged. Her surg

Ok, I loaded chapter 11 so it's ready to go on time tomorrow. I've been a bit busy the past few days as the hubby and I spent 8 hours in the ER yesterday with my mother-in-law. She's ok. She has UTI, which at 91 it causes altered mental status and she already has moderate dementia. It was a tough couple of days as she went from being able to walk to not being able to. On Sunday, she almost fell as I was walking her back to her chair. My husband had to grab the wheelchair as I was balancing this 130lb woman on my knee and holding her up with a gait belt so she didn't land on the floor. Getting her into bed was incredibly difficult that night. Monday morning she started talking to her dead husband. That's when we called 9-1-1. So off she went and we spent all day there until we finally called one of the evil sisters and said we needed to go, someone had to come take over. She was admitted this morning and will most likely be discharged to a skilled nursing facility for medical management of her UTI and rehab to get her back walking. At this point we don't know if she'll be able to come home. There are options the sisters are looking into before that decision has to be made. SO the chapter will post tomorrow sans Gnomie's editing again as she has been busy with family stuff and her work. That's the way life goes sometimes.

So far this tale has a bit of General Hospital, Days of Our Lives, Guiding Light and a lot of the Young and the Restless going on. Way to weave that intricacy Ben. These guys all need a smack upside the head if you ask me lol

8 hours in the ER and MIL will be kept overnight and then go a a skilled nursing facility for medical management and rehab. Whether or not she comes home remains to be seen. If she can walk with assistance then we can manage her with help. We shall see. It's been a long day.

I have decided that when you are stuck in a hospital emergency room waiting on non-life treating tests on your 91 year old mother-in-law that you should be given an ER bingo card.

I feel like I'm babysitting toddlers 24/7

New Yorkers, Michiganers, and Ohioans make up the vast majority of snowbirds. Massholes don't like people so they tend not to stray far. I can't tell you the number of times I got stuck behind some idiot with a New York putzing along in the left lane. The absolute worst offenders .......Ontario Nearly got into a head on collision when one turned right into a one way street. Guess who was going the wrong way. Twasn't me.

There's an exception to every rule.

When karma strikes at just the right moment.

Yes, Western Mass is the red-haired stepchild of the Commonwealth, especially the Pioneer Valley. The Berkshires at least can claim some semblance of culture as it is the summer home of the Boston Pops at Tanglewood. Northampton is the Provincetown of our neck of the woods. As for being a Masshole.... I will claim the title proudly even though your side of the state has much worse drivers. Boston and anything inside the 495 beltway has always been a nightmare to drive in and nothing has changed in 27 years.

I swear I can get sunburned by looking out the window. My worst burn was back in the day when the strongest SPF was 25 or 30. I did apply before sitting on the back seat of my dad's boat as we crossed Long Island Sound wearing shorts over my bathing suit. Should I have reapplied liberally? Absolutely. Did I? Absolutely not. Burning hellfire for the next week as the giant blisters made my thighs look like alien flesh. Then peeling skin that came off in sheets. I still had the two different skin tones the next summer. I am not missing any limbs, only my sanity. One of my best friend's brother lost a leg after falling off of a roof. It's not easy.

She's 13. If she makes it, she'll bounce back.

Troy and Miles have a lot of decisions to make and even though they still have another year to go, we all know time flies quickly.

Thanks. Hopefully, I will be in a better situation in a couple of months. The story is going to move along within the next few chapters so buckle up.

We shall see. Anything can happen.

If Meg weathers the helicopter ride and subsequent surgery she's going to be in for a long recovery. Everyone at the ranch is worrying.

Damn. I am brutal.

Homer is blissfully ignorant. Something I really wouldn't mind in my life right night. And what about you.. you're dad has an annoying jingle about him.

Keep those positive vibes going....

There's a Billy Joel song going thru my head right now. Something about only the good .....something young.