Wednesday, June 19, 2013

No Rest

My Mom always said there was no rest for the weary or the wicked.
 I don't know about the wicked part but I sure am weary.

I came home from visiting my daughter to a lot of storm damage from the 13th.

Pog had told me, we had a tree down on the driveway and it was windy.
Believe it or not, he was going to get his hair cut when this hit.
 When it started to rain so hard he could not see, he turned around, going back up the driveway, when one of these big oaks snapped off at the top.
He called me on the cell phone to tell me about it. 
He sounded like a excited little kid.
He has had two knee MRI's in the past week for a torn meniscus and a possible tumor which thankfully turned out to be a large hematoma.  
He is getting better but his reaction to the trees being down was  "Oh, I can clean that up"

Yep... I am weary and very mad right now.
I will never understand men.


  1. Oh my, that is a lot of damage from that storm.
    I can understand that you are annoyed at your man for not taking care of his knee. They are like little boys and need someone to take care of them.

    I hope that he will heal fast.

  2. Well how fortunate Pug was not on that road at that time....what a mess - but I guess guys see things differently than we do thank