That Meryl Streep.
She's good.
Three things I'm thankful for:
1. Terry had a spare battery. With all the busy-ness of the past 48 hours, I forgot my camera's battery (in it's recharger) at the lake. I showed up to do a photo shoot, booked one month in advance with a powerless piece of equipment. That's professionalism at it's peak.
2. My dad survived a self-inflicted gun-shot wound. While my mom and I were at the cabin with Drew and his friends, my dad had a run in with his pinner. (Air-compressed tool that shoots staples, nails, spikes.) He shot himself, twice in the leg. (Which he has done before, years ago.) He mentioned to the subtrade that was working on the house with him, "I think I just shot myself." "Nah, you'd be screaming if you did." So he drove over to the hospital where he underwent 3 1/2 hours of emergency surgery to remove one of the finishing nails from his leg. The other one is still in there. "Lots of people have things inside their bodies that aren't supposed to be there.." he was told. "If you want it removed you'll have to book another operation." Then he got in his truck and drove home. None of us found out about it til the following afternoon.
3. Today is July 1. Let the summer begin. Goodbye and good riddance to June.
Salom,
1 comment:
So glad your dad is okay. He is isn't he? And I agree, good riddance to June. It's already so much better!!!!
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