My Saturday

Maybe I will have to post this on the blog so people will know

why I am moving slower than usual

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Jeez- How much slower can I get.

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Let me tell you how my ribs feel .. Yes, my ribs, In my usual graceful and

intellectual style, I leaned over to get the yellow pages off of the floor

and the )$&*$^@ computer desk chair decided my ass was to big and threw

me on the floor .. Landing with my usual grace.. I clipped the 2nd chair in the

computer room, with my ribs..

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Now they are shades of Walt Disney Throw -Up..

Purple, yellow, green,

black, brown and a strange hint of maroon.

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All my years of dance lessons have not served me well.

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Now For the Rest Of The Story

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On Saturday I was scheduled to take a beading class.

When I did my chair "SWAN DIVE" Serena was quite upset,

wanting to call an ambulance and call Tom home from Wooster.

NO!! NO!!! NO!!!!!

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I am fine, help me get up.. Please stand on the 2nd

chair so I can use it to get myself up off of the floor.

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Finally , I get up and start getting my things ready for

the class. Serena is NOT thrilled that I am still planning on going.

I did not hit my head or land on my arm, why not go ???

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About 45 min into the class, Kitties (the shop owner) peeks

put of her office and yells, "Is Linda Cross Here?""

Well, Yes, I am !!!

Now she sheepishly informs me that she has just called my house and

asked for me .. Serena informed her that I was SUPPOSED to be at

the bead shop for a class. Picture Serena very upset !!!

I told Kittie what had happened earlier, and she decided

she better call Serena back. I ask her to let Serena know that

I am fine, sitting upright and still consious. I should not be so flip about

this because I know she is really concerned. But we all know I have

a very warped sense of self.

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Serena did not see the humor in it-- I think after the 1st call from

Kittie , she was ready to call out a search party .

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Needless to say, I am fine, Serena has settled down and has

forgiven me for not taking her worrying seriously.

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I am slow but I am still pretty tough..

Love ya Serena!!!! (from Ma)

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When I'm old, I don't want them to say of me "She's so charming".

I want them to say "Be careful, I think she's armed."