So Debbie calls me yesterday from the hospital. A kid fell on her and the kid. Or, to be precise, a kid pushed a kid right into her belly. I’d never ridden my bike home so quickly, and rolled out to Huron hospital to find out that everything was okay. So we sat starving [not allowed to eat!] until they let us go. Had sushi to recuperate, but this week has been madness in the evenings, rescheduled appointments, and hospital unexpectedness resulted in me taking the day off of work today to try to keep the house together.

I got the vegetable garden started. Or, more precisely, I got the row of tomatoes planted. Straightened the house, puttered in the yard, did the laundry. Almost ready for the garage sale tomorrow. So much to do.