Walking wounded

I have been wounded by an oleander bush!  I was pulling some grass and weeds from around the bush and jammed my forearm into a thick wood branch that had been blunt cut.  I need to get some sort of power saw that I won't kill myself with, so I can do some proper trimming on the big bushes in my yard.  The skin on my arm is so thin to begin with from having taken daily aspirin for many years, and what this encounter did to the skin is gross.  Earlier in the morning I had driven to the gym and felt I was on top of the world -- absolutely joyous.  When I hurt my arm I only wanted to crawl back into bed and cry!  (I didn't do that, but my mood was shot for the day).

We had a lot of rain overnight that started around dinner time.  From maybe 7 or 8pm until I went to bed at midnight the wind was howling and the rain came in sheets and hit the roof as well as everyting on the driveway.  I don't mind the rain, but I don't like the heavy winds.

Today the rain has stopped long enough for me to go out and pull some of the grass and weeds that have grown up overnight.  I am so damn sick of doing this.

I have been craving sweets for months, and yesterday I picked up the Girl Scout cookies I had ordered before I got serious about my low sugar diet.  God bless the girl scouts!

I don't have much to write about, which is why the lag between this and my last post.  So I'll just wish everyone a good week ahead, and I will sure try to stay away from killer oleander bushes!