Home Again...

("DaGrape" is tricked out in chrome which this pic doesn't have, but the color is right, so I thought it might be a good pic to put here.)

Well, the Bead & Button Show for 2009 is now over, "DaGrape" was re-loaded, CDs were placed in ready (this trip was Prince's newest two albums, a compilation of Earth, Wind & Fire's greatest hits, and the Blues Brothers II soundtrack), stim tabs were taken (absolutely necessary given my usual lack of sleep) and pain pills were popped (more about that in a little bit). We made it to the Twin Cities in almost record time, and I dropped Poo off at the airport. It is Poo's last B&B show, so I'll be looking for a new roomie for next year after 15 years of rooming with Poo. It's a disappointment, but also an opportunity to make a new friend or two. Feel free to let me know if you might be interested in rooming with me next year. I usually stay at the Hyatt (NOT cheap), I probably snore - although I don't smoke, and I want a roomie for the full 7-8 day duration, not just a portion thereof. Said roomie could fly into the Twin Cities and drive out and back with me, or just fly directly into Milwaukee, or drive out themselves. All items are subject to negotiation.

(I wasn't this graceful, and this isn't me, but it's a great photo.)

Back to joys and pain. On Saturday morning, after a delightful breakfast at George Webb's with my friend Carol and her sister Bobbie, I was crossing the street when my right foot just stopped. I really don't have any good explanation - there was nothing on the road that I tripped on, there was nothing slick, there was nothing sticky, but my foot just stopped dead. As a result, I fell - hard - twisting my right arm and catching my weight on the back of my right hand, torquing my lower arm and elbow. Serious pain, a small amount of blood, a great deal of embarrassment, and I was a hurting unit. There was a lot still to do over the weekend - our annual dinner with friends at Benehana's, possible drinks afterwards in the Hyatt lobby bar, and a meeting with a dear friend for Sunday. Dinner went well, drinks didn't really happen (although my dear bartender friends set me up with an awesome ice pack for the night that saved my derriere), and Sunday was wonderful. I think I'll save Sunday for tomorrow's post, as well as a more detailed report of what I actually learned while in Milwaukee. But today, Tuesday, I have less pain and more mobility, so even though my arm is still swollen, I don't think I actually broke anything - just strained my ligaments and ligatures. Quite bad enough :-)