It feels great to have a weekend at home to get caught up. Yesterday I cleaned the house and did 8 loads of laundry, organizing and purging as I went along. For supper, we ordered pizza. One slice with a glass of wine tasted better than a dinner at a five-star restaurant. After supper we watched part three of "Comanche Moon", the prequel to Lonesome Dove. Emily had a friend over to spend the night. Dan got a lot done during the day, too, including replacing a faucet in one of the bathrooms.
Around noon, I answered the phone to, "This is so-and-so from the Winter Park Ski Patrol." For a second, my heart stopped. Luke was up there for the weekend with his Confirmation class and I had talked to him an hour or so before as he was getting ready to go snowboarding. They had Luke at the clinic, he had taken a fall and they were about ready to x-ray him to see if he broke anything. This is my accident-prone child who has broken a femur and a wrist and lost an appendix. He never does anything on a small scale. To make a long story short, he was okay, just very bruised on his left hip. Thankfully, one of the church chaperones is an E.R. doc and with my permission he took over. Having this guy there was even better than being there myself. Luke was in good hands. He stayed for the rest of the weekend, is now home safe and sound, and will most likely be very sore for a few days.
Today, I got caught up with paperwork, paid bills and went grocery shopping. Dan made tacos for supper (I do cook dinner occasionally, really, I do).
Now, I have two books waiting for me: Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert, which I'm reading for my book club. And the other is The Ultimate Gift by Jim Stovall. This one is for another book club at church. So, it's time for a cup of tea and some reading. G'night all;)