My apologies, my life isn’t a train wreck exactly, but my husband’s is. Two weeks ago Gerry hurled himself across the tennis court. He says he simply tripped and then landed on a shoulder. We spent that night in the emergency room. After x-rays were taken, the attending physician assured him there were no broken bones. Fortunately, my husband went to an orthopedic surgeon. Good thing! Yesterday he underwent a procedure to fix what happened– no broken bones, but one bone lodged into another. Thank goodness now he is on the mend. He’s taking a nap right now after I helped him shower, etc. When he wakes up, we’ll enjoy a fresh fruit salad featuring apricots. I feel grateful– the train wreck is temporary. Oh, by the way– I have been so focused on caregiving that I forgot to do the weigh-in on Monday. As some of you bloggers know, Reba and Mary Alice were coming by to watch me get on the scale. They did that today, and I weigh 128. My goal was 129, but I’m fine with one pound less. Have a great weekend everybody. I’ll be back Tuesday since “we” have a doctor’s appointment on Monday.