Well, I broke my right pinky on Friday morning. Don't ask me how, but I did. I was at the kitchen sink, and had a English muffin in the toaster. When it popped up, I turned to get it out of the toaster to my right, and somehow knocked the coffee pot. Well, all of the sudden my arms were flailing about to catch the pot, and I banged it really hard on the side of the counter. About an hour later, it was swelling and very crooked. So on Saturday, I had an x-ray and it was broken. The Dr. said since I drove myself, she couldn't give me any pain killers, so she had to numb it. I almost FAINTED when she gave me a shot in 3 different places on the finger, the needle was so big! Well, it numbed it alright. Then she pulled my finger until it went back into place. Now it is all wrapped and on the road to recovery. What a little adventure that was!
Friday night we had a couple of friends over for dinner who are helping with the construction of our bedroom. This is Bob on the left, and Tom on the right who is the carpenter.
Rick, my brother-in-law on left. Bob and Tom. Please don't look at my tablecloth, all my others were dirty, and these men are messy!
Then on Saturday night we had a Progressive Dinner. For those who don't know what that is, it is where someone hosts cocktails and appetizers at their house. The someone else hosts dinner at their house. (A few different people host the dinners for 6-8 people.) Then someone hosts dessert and drinks for then end. It is a lot of fun!