Last night, Hilda and I headed over to Manteo to pick up Jenni and go to the high school production of "Larceny and Old Lace." One of Jenni's good friends, Trevor who is the son of Annie and Greg Clark, has a leading role in the play and that was as good an excuse as any for Hilda and Jenni to attend.
Before leaving Jenni's house, she asked me to help her mount her road bike on the training stand, so that she can ride indoors during the winter months. Somehow, in moving the stand into position, I managed to let the two heavy steel legs swing together and smash my next-to-pinkie finger. I think it was the most painful injury I've ever had for the first few minutes, and then settled into a black and blue throbbing which it maintained all during the night.
Needless to say, I sat out the play, opting to stay home with the cats and nurse the injured finger while they went to the play. They returned home about 9:00 with rave reviews, so I'm sure I missed a treat.
Today, I'm typing with a hand and a half, so I'm going to keep it short and sweet.
Till next time.
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